2008 — 28 December: Sunday
I don't know which is more disorienting: finishing "Little Dorrit"1 or arriving safely back home from Birmingham with sufficient wits about me to dodge the motionless three-lane queue in time to exit at Winchester and still manage to do the next batch of food shopping. I'd say this marks some kind of weird improvement, in the sense that it's just about on a par with what everyone else (bar dear Mama) manages without even drawing any attention to it.
Who let the dogs out?
I did, actually, at 09:20. It's now 17:26 and I have a couple of radiators that are remaining stone cold. This is not good when there's still frost on the drive and the porch thermometer was barely above zero when I arrived this afternoon.
Who's that been a'knockin'?
Two parcels shivering: one on the porch, one dropped onto the window sill. (Sound F/X: ripping of cardboard.)
As I mentioned, I enjoyed the animation and decided to add it to the collection. I've also long been a fan of Tom Harrisson's "Mass Observation" project,2 and like to keep an eye out for material from these archives. The "Peace" volume was recently a radio choice for book of the week. A class act.
Junior's blog
As a proud parent (dammit, the only one he's got left!) how could I resist adding this link?