Sunday, its been a day of gifts but first there was bath resealing to deal with. I am not satisfied with the tap end of the bath and decide that it needs redoing. To be safe I take a trip to Wickes to get another tube of sealant. I arrive at 10:15 and have to QUEUE !
Its back to home to redo the tap end before breakfast with the family. I give it my best shot using a different shaping tool,and get a better result, not perfect but much improved.
Breakfast over a present arrives from Amazon. I open it and find an early birthday present from a friend. Its a book; Before The Coffee Gets Cold. Tales from the Cafe, by Toshikazu Kawaguchi. I start to read and go on reading and reading , I am gripped. For the first time in a long time I am truly hooked.
I go on reading and reading. I stop only to go for a walk with the family to feed the ducks in the local park. The walk is full of gifts that include, chaffinches, squirrels and a woodpecker. We also get to feed the ducks and geese and yet another gift, a pair of goslings.
Back home I continue to read and read and read. No TV, no music just reading. There is something about Japanese writers that I love, they seem to have a sensitivity about relationships that gets expressed very elegantly. We reach dinner time and eat as a family, clear away and I read more stopping only for the final episode and season finale of In the Line of Duty, before returning to the book. I finish the book and feel drawn to coffee and reflection. Time to write the blog and to reflect. I know that I shall be thinking about the book for days to come, I’m tempted to start to re-read the book but resist. I want time for it to sink in and give up more of its subtleties. When I get a book like this I know I could be a hermit as long as I had books, pen, paper and ink.
