– 76 – random

… and exhale…

Today is the first day in ages that I have no commitments, no appointments, no email that I must write or the world will stop spinning, no vital phone call to make or places to be…

Feels good to get back to the routine.

(I must be getting old).

Now, don’t you think I’m going to be free to sit on the sofa and knit, for example… don’t be silly… life still goes on, the laundry marathon has just taken two loads backwards since I stripped my bed, I have no vegetables in the house for tonight’s dinner so that means a trip to the shops at some point, and I do need to contact the gate company for a replacement lock and the music guy because last night the system wouldn’t switch off and No 1 and I had climb into the attic and literally pull the plug on the thing.

First world problems.

The rain which hasn’t stopped falling on and off for three days doesn’t even bother me.  Today.

Rain rain don’t care.

After all it means cricket matches get cancelled and that can only be a good thing, right?  Every year they try to sell me cricket as a dreamy time of sitting on a comfy chair, in the sun, birds chirping in the trees, sipping Pimm’s and eating cucumber sandwiches with not a care in the world.


Well it’s not.

I’ve been to rugby matches in November that have been warmer than recent cricket events… the camp chair gives me back ache, you never know when is your kid’s turn because everybody is wearing white and the boys all look the same, it’s full of words that frankly don’t make sense… LBW, ducks, floaters, popping crease, return crease, spinner, cutter, maiden, leg bye… I could go on and on but you get the gist…

And don’t get me started about trying to get grass stains off white trousers and elbows.


Anyway,  if I do get a little time to play I might do a little bit of this:


with a cup of tea.  Totally non-thinking activity, very calming and soothing, perfect for raining Friday morning.

And now if you’ll excuse me I’ll happily get started on my boring day.

(After I put a cardigan on.  It’s bloody freezing).