My piano restorer phoned this afternoon. 4.30 pm on Monday. Might I allow myself pure hope? I don’t care to risk disappointment, if I can help it. I know the ways in which I am vulnerable and take great care of myself; careful and balanced at nearly all times. Which is something that some of you will recognise and others will be scornful about – but I know myself pretty well and am self-protective. On the other hand, this time I’m wildly excited and don’t care about admitting it. Rain is forecast, which is the only thing that might scupper the plans – we’ll see.
I did all my Christmas shopping on holiday, locally in Yagnub or online, and the last of the parcels (as far as I remember) arrived today. Of course, now I see that I haven’t quite treated everyone equally, so will have to do a bit of topping-up in the next couple of days, but I’m largely there. One package, I didn’t recognise and, when I opened it, I realised it was an unexpected present. Badgerdaddy, with whom I stayed in Ludlow, and was so hospitable, asked me for my address the other day and I thought he was sending a card, but it’s more than that by a long way. I don’t normally open presents until the day but, after hesitation, I succumbed. And then cried a bit at the sheer thoughtfulness of it. I’ll tell you after Christmas, I haven’t thanked him yet. How kind and lovely friends are. He’s young enough to be my son and there’s nothing but friendship between us (at my age, I hardly should need to make that clear, but I will, categorically), but we’ve always clicked with each other instinctively, though really we hardly know each other. Writing can do that, don’t you think? One gains insights beyond the superfluous…or maybe that’s pretentious. Anyway, I love and value my internet friends. And real life friend, obvs.
There are people who, having been hurt too much, find that their pets are more reliable – and it’s true, pets are reliable, especially dogs and horses – and birds of the parrot family, I understand – but I hope I never prefer animals to people. Non-human animals I should say, because we’re all simply mammals when it comes down to it.
Yes, I’ve lost the thread of this post. My contact lens has buggered off behind my eye again and I’m not in full command, dammit. I’m off to read blogs now.