Tuesday and another early start as we get my partners car to the garage for it’s MOT. There is just time for a fried egg sandwich breakfast and a quick call with a friend before I am in front of the laptop for a 9 o’clock meeting. Its a long meeting that goes through till 12:30. Nice to be working on something I like and with some familiar faces that I like. There is time for a coffee and pastry before I start to do admin work and some thinking from the morning meeting. I book myself and partner onto a residential writing course in November. Rather than go beach walking and watching TV in the Great British climate we are hunkering down in the depths of Devon to learn how to write for the first time. Totleigh Barton to be precise.
I also managed to book a table in a brasserie in St Pancras station for a farewell lunch next Thursday. So the afternoon passed until the garage rang to say the car was ready . We duly collected the car and returned to find the garden guy trimming our front hedges. Taking inspiration from him I went in search of what was new in the garden and found some really lovely surprises. It never ceases to amaze me how my garden keeps producing gems beyond belief both large and tiny.
The evening arrives as the garden guy leaves and I settle down to write the blog and while the evening away as I get tired. I’ve not trained yet today and wonder if I can raise the energy for a short burst of activity.
