That was a long day. We started interviewing at 11.15, finished sometime after 3 and our deliberations lasted a very long time. They were good interviews, it was a hard choice. The Sage is in London at a picture sale today – I’m not expecting him back until around 10. I can’t be bothered to light the fire, so am sitting in the unheated study with my coat on. Yes, darlings, I know. I’ll light a few candles to warm myself by. I’ve been too tired to move until now, but I’ve just fetched myself a glass of wine and I’ll make some dinner in a few minutes. Toast and Marmite or an egg I expect. I had salmon and broccoli bake at school for lunch, it was jolly good and I won’t need much tonight. Poached egg is the most cooking I can face, anyway.
Weeza put a brilliant photo of Gus on Facebook earlier, I’ve asked if I may post it here. Highly amusing.
Tomorrow, I’ll go to Norwich and see them. My phone contract is up next week and so I also need to sort out a new one. That’s as far as I have got in the planning stakes.
I’m sorry, those of you to whom I owe letters (I think there are four of you, at least). I’m not going to write them tonight either. I really have to switch my mind off for a bit. I’m planning to watch a DVD and read a book. Simultaneously, of course. I can’t just watch tv, it isn’t possible.
Darlings, if you are wondering why I really should skip a post once in a while, I think this shows it. Really, quite uninspired. All the same, it’s good to touch base with you. Does that make me needy? Eek. Or too reliant on habit? Worse. I don’t do routine.