I know it's been ages since I've been here. You know, pressing things to do.
Firstly, there was the book I had to finish reading: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer. I finished it at 6.30am this morning. That book was a Delight, with a capital D. If you haven't read it, do. It is beautifully written and thoroughly engaging. What a shame it's the only book written before Mary Ann Shaffer died.
Secondly, there was that little trip to London. Another delight. Early on, I felt a tiny bit guilty for scoring a ticket to London. You see, my mother really wanted to go but my father didn't - he doesn't dig cold weather and has never, in his life, sought out a cold wintry place. Then along I came, and I was given his ticket. When, at Sydney airport on the day of our departure, he asked what I planned to do in London for a week, I pulled out a tube map and rabbited on for at least 20 minutes. I think that's when he began to regret his decision. I do believe he's now learned that if you stay home, you miss out!
Thirdly, I've needed some time to reconnect with my children, husband and normal life.
And lastly, off I trot for my first Philosophy lecture at uni today (! Can you imagine me skipping?!).
I'll leave you today with just one little photo, until next time. This is me, discovering a little piece of heaven - the Cloth House in Soho, London. I seriously had to fan myself and take a moment to breathe. They don't sell online. Just go there, if you can.
Firstly, there was the book I had to finish reading: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer. I finished it at 6.30am this morning. That book was a Delight, with a capital D. If you haven't read it, do. It is beautifully written and thoroughly engaging. What a shame it's the only book written before Mary Ann Shaffer died.
Secondly, there was that little trip to London. Another delight. Early on, I felt a tiny bit guilty for scoring a ticket to London. You see, my mother really wanted to go but my father didn't - he doesn't dig cold weather and has never, in his life, sought out a cold wintry place. Then along I came, and I was given his ticket. When, at Sydney airport on the day of our departure, he asked what I planned to do in London for a week, I pulled out a tube map and rabbited on for at least 20 minutes. I think that's when he began to regret his decision. I do believe he's now learned that if you stay home, you miss out!
Thirdly, I've needed some time to reconnect with my children, husband and normal life.
And lastly, off I trot for my first Philosophy lecture at uni today (! Can you imagine me skipping?!).
I'll leave you today with just one little photo, until next time. This is me, discovering a little piece of heaven - the Cloth House in Soho, London. I seriously had to fan myself and take a moment to breathe. They don't sell online. Just go there, if you can.
I have no problem imagining you skipping.........L x
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