A thirteen hour spread of governor stuff. Hmm. Still, I arrived home after 9 pm to find that the Sage had cooked my dinner and that there was still half a bottle of wine in the fridge, so I’ve cheered up nicely again. I’m passing over details of today, if that’s okay with you.
Wink and the Bod were due to leave for a holiday yesterday – the plane must have flown or I’d have heard, but I trust they get back again on time. The Bod’s bro is looking after their mum for a week, and Wink’s office can manage similarly without her, but they’re both vital after that.
It’s still jolly cold. When the sun is out, you can be forgiven for the delusion that it’s warm, but it’s not true. My tomato plants are looking unhappy and haven’t grown in a week. There was a heavy frost last night.
Ooh, Yagnub is on television Right Now. The Lady – the figure of Justice from the Buttercross – has just been put back in place after restoration, and there was a ceremony to unveil her this morning. The Sage and Al watched – the Mayor and the Town Crier and everyone were there. She does look beautiful.
Someone engaged me in conversation yesterday on the subject of addiction. I gave it some thought and decided that it’s not something that has ever happened to me. Maybe I’ve just got a short attention span?