No work today - yeah, baby, yeah!!

Man, it feels good to be at home.
I woke up today with that Monday morning dread that we all know - the one that we first experience as schoolchildren ,and which stays with most of us throughout our working lives - and then suddenly I remembered that I’m not back in the office til Wednesday, and my heart went “YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!” I thought of seventeen different ways I could spend my morning, eventually settling on a nice cycle ride and then maybe lunch at a pub. Then I opened the curtains, and it was as if I’d been kidnapped, drugged and dumped in the middle of November.
Bloody Norfolk with it’s bloody ‘Summer’ weather.
So I’m staying in all day watching DVDs of ‘Seinfeld’

Ted and I played a game of dominoes yesterday. That was a stupid decision, but was made more enjoyable by Beryl bringing out a home-made coconut cheesecake as a ‘taste test.’ She’s trying to win a prize at next week’s W.I. fete, so Ted and I had to be the guinea pigs for her new recipe.
We’ve started a new ‘music exchange club’ as well - Ted is playing me some old classics from his youth and I’m trying to introduce him to some more modern sounds. Yesterday he treated me to John Lee Hooker, which he called “real music based on real pain produced by a real musician.” I played him some tracks by Ray Lamontagne, which he called “shit.” I was a bit offended, as personally I think Ray’s voice is one of the most beautiful things I’ve encountered in the last decade (alongside Philippa’s smile, and pictures from the Hubble telescope)
Still, each to their own.

RC 16-8-10