It’s just as well that Ro didn’t come over for supper after all, because I didn’t finish work until after 6 o’clock. He’s coming next weekend, when Dora will be able to join him.
The Sage is having another evening on the phone, with the result that we’re in separate rooms again. At least I can listen to music.
Phil and Weeza have invited us over for lunch tomorrow, which will be very jolly.
There is a fruit fly wafting itself about in front of me.
I’ve been wearing my new glasses to type. It’s not an unqualified success – all right if I’m simply typing, but if I’m reading notes to type from then I have to take them off or I get a headache. I suppose it’ll make it easier to read music, at least if the print is small. There’s a limit to how close you can lean towards the music stand with a clarinet in the way.
At last the Sage was off the phone. I was just going to finish writing and go and join him – and then the phone rang again.
Anyway, I did book our flights (Wink’s and mine, that is) yesterday. We’ll be away from 3rd to 17th April.