The day started with dispiriting news. No, let’s start again.
The day started with another nearly sleepless night. I woke after an hour’s sleep and several hours later I went down to make some tea. Sometimes, that sends me off again, but not this time. Nor did reading, nor listening to the radio. I eventually nodded off for another hour or so and will be shattered tomorrow. And then I received an email giving me dispiriting news, which I had to relay to others, thus spoiling their day too.
Then I came downstairs and, as Weeza used to say as a small child, I smelled a smell. Ben had had a rare accident and, if he’d asked to go out, it was in the brief period when I was asleep and didn’t hear him.
We spent the morning at Weeza’s new house, doing some preliminary work. The man who owned it left it in a state. He had never got around to putting down floors and the chipboard panels that are there have evidently never been swept.
I picked a sprig of the plant I asked about and brought it indoors to take some photos. I hope this detail helps.
I think it’s a herbaceous plant rather than self-seeded but I can’t be sure, it grew very quickly. It’s a single many-stemmed plant, about 2 feet tall and the same diameter (this sprig is about 10 inches tall). It has a sweet scent but not a strong one. It is certainly not Himalayan Balsam, I know that well.
In other news, I have finally bought Russell his birthday present. Yes, his birthday was the middle of June. And your point is? Anyway, there is a point. He had a bit of an accident with his laptop and since then it has been very noisy. If we could replace the fan simply, it might be ok but we can’t and it’s four years old, so probably not worth spending a lot on. I was going to buy him a new laptop but thought again and lent him my iPad for a couple of days. He loves it. It’s so much easier to use a touch screen than a mouse and the apps for eBay and so on are very straightforward. He even types more accurately, interestingly enough.
And now I have to send out some emails, some of the most difficult I’ve had to write. Or rather one, sent to a number of people. I’ll tell you another day.