Today’s picture comes from my ever travelling brother. He is in Madrid with his wife at the moment. He went to a concert with a modern piece of music based on some of the writing of Kafka. He said that Kafka sounded a bit depressed but not as depressed as some of the audience who left during the performance muttering loudly as they went. The joys of culture.
It was freezing again this morning and my chest was bad so Dropscone kindly brought round some scones to have without cycling first and that was the high spot on my day. If I thought of going out, it started to rain and as soon as I went back in, it stopped. It was that sort of day.
I put another week of the newspaper index into the database and then checked my latest phone bill.
There was a mysterious extra £7 charge on it so I rang them up and asked what it was. “Oh, that’s a mistake, it’s happened to lots of people,” they said, ” We’ll take it off again.” You do tend to wonder if someone sits about in their office thinking of schemes like this. “Let’s see what happens if we stick a bit extra on everyone’s bill and see how many notice.” I wonder whether they would have corrected their mistake if I hadn’t rung them up. I am not one of those who looks back with longing for the monolithic nationalised utilities of the past but whatever their faults, at least you didn’t think that they were actively trying to deceive you which seems to be the general position of the large commercial utility companies of the present era.
You can tell that I’m a bit gloomy today.
All the idleness of the day gave me a lot of time to stare out of the window and whereas on some days, you have to wait for a flying chaffinch, today I couldn’t avoid them.
Altogether it was a very chaffinch heavy day.
There is a flower or two left in corners of the garden if you look very carefully and I was surprised to see a small section of one of the sedums looking quite fresh.
We have a little local autumn colour from an hydrangea against the wall of the house too.
I did make some sourdough bread and once again the plant incubator provided an excellent gentle heat to aid the rising and the whole process was very painless.
In the evening, I went to the Archive Centre with Jean and Sandy and Jean and I added another week to the newspaper database and for once, I collected less new data than I had put in during the week so I really am on top of the job at the moment. Sandy spent his time making a display for the Archive centre window of some of the entries in our postcard competition.
I will put the winning entries on the blog when we get them from the printers and we see what they final results look like.
I am sorry for a rather perfunctory post but I am very tired for some reason. It can’t be from taking exercise as I didn’t do anything all day so it must be, as Dropscone helpfully pointed out, just my advancing years.
The flying bird is…….wait for it…….yes, it’s a chaffinch.