We went today to Borough Market. As I told my companions, when I had lived in London, in Bloomsbury so reasonably close by London standards, visits had always been to get groceries, not to graze (which is not the Gentleman Friend’s preferred mode anyway). So it was practically the first time I was doing as […]
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Ending
I redid much of The Astrolabe today and am generally happy if not enthusiastic about it. The one major bit that remains is the very ending. I know where it finishes and what I would like to convey but it’s not particularly striking or interesting, and perhaps a bit abrupt. Hopefully it’ll just come to […]
Cambridge suburbs
I went to my accountant today, who has rooms between Milton and Cambridge. I hadn’t known that a new train station has opened only 20 minutes away, so got a return to the main station and then walked 45 minutes each way. Not that I minded, as it was a pleasant walk, especially on the […]
Guests
The guests have arrived – a young relative and her boyfriend. She works for a well known international body and he is a journalist. They went out for brunch with friends today and returned late for dinner and rather wobblier than I like – I find it a bit undignified, but can never quite disentangle […]
Finally finished
I sent off the report last night and overslept by an hour this morning. The day was spent cleaning and tidying, with a brief pointless trip to the post office where I couldn’t get the label printer to work and so flounced back. This turned out to be for the best, though, as instead I […]
Still to the grinder
Another day of nothing but work, with intermissions only to do so cleaning/ tidying in the spare room where I’m keeping a couple of visitors from this Saturday. My face eczema is back, possibly because I steamed my sinuses rather too vigorously last night.
Nose to the grinder
I have spent the day working away, and got quite a lot done despite this ugly little cough of mine. At dinnertime, the English Teacher popped in with her two children who put on a show. They are very well behaved so it didn’t last long. There were supposed to be a pair of accountants […]
Long way back
Not much to tell. It was a long day, starting in Skibbereen with a visit to the famine museum, then a bus ride to Cork, then lunch and a trip to the (mediocre) Crawford Art Gallery. Then a bus to the airport, a flight back to London and a long coachride from Stansted. The latter […]
End of Europe
The only thing to do was to flee Skibbereen, so the next morning we took a taxi down to Baltimore (a fishing village whose claim to fame is that a few centuries ago its entire population was abducted by Barbary pirates). There was a ferry coming in as we arrived, so we hopped on it […]
Long road to Skibbereen
There is no easy way from Lough Carrig to Skibbereen, but that was our destination so we stumped up a euros for a long taxi ride, hoping we’d at least get a beautiful drive out of it. Unfortunately the taxi driver didn’t take the short, scenic route and instead went the long and uninteresting way […]