Indeed, I dressed to bricklay this morning, but then the rain started. So we’ll give it another go tomorrow. The forecast had been dry in the morning and rain by 4 pm, which is no doubt the reason it’s now the best it’s been all day. Rather worryingly, because I value my idle nature, I felt obliged to cycle in to town a couple of hours ago even though it wasn’t quite dry, because I was almost out of fruit and plain yoghurt. Virtuous isn’t a word adequate to describe me. Hard to think of one that is, actually.
I was ordering some office supplies for the Sage the other day and needed to spend a few more pounds for free postage, so I bought myself a foot rest – an adjustable sloping plastic job. I’ve been trying to work out how to manage this unobtrusively for a while – with my little short stubby legs, the chairs provided at meetings are always a bit high for me to be comfortable, especially if I have to have papers on my lap, so I tend to cross my legs which isn’t a good idea. Legs uncrossed, the papers (and occasionally the coffee cup) fall all over the floor and my toes only just reach the ground. Now I’ve decided to be quite upfront about it and take my foot rest about with me. It’s a bit bigger than I expected, measuring about 14″x18″, but one gets away with things if one displays aplomb. Or maybe I mean panache. Should that have a circumflex accent somewhere? Hm. Maybe it’s all right in English.