I got behind with everything while I was ill. For one thing, my story These Eyes is supposed to go out at the critters workshop on Wednesday, but it hasn’t been edited and I’m waaaay behind with my critiques of others’ stories. Now the Tourist office want their editing job by yesterday, the house is decidedly grubby, the ironing pile almost reaches the ceiling, and I have one urgent edit…
My son was supposed to go on an overnight school excursion last week, but it was postponed because of the rain. He finally went this week. The bus collected him early Thursday afternoon and took them all to Roque Faro in the north of the island. They walked downhill all the way to the lovely village of El Tablado, where they spent the night in a new hostel run by…
I don’t know why people say they’ve got the flu. The flu’s got me. In steel-hard talons.
I spent a good bit of the afternoon asleep. Then this evening I designed the Christmas card I’m going to send out to friends. I try to get the international cards in the post on December 1st, but I rarely manage it. Only a month to Christmas, my goodness!
I promised myself I’d get the novel up to 70,000 words before I stopped for Christmas, and I did.So last night I went out with my friends to celebrate. We found a new restaurant in town that was very good, and stayed until about midnight. This morning I feel a bit rough, but I made a rum cake, mostly as an excuse to put the candles on. If I don’t…
It’s been raining a lot lately. Yesterday the Classroom assistants had a meeting in Santa Cruz, so I decided to do my errands in town and see my old collegues when they broke for coffee. In spite of the Canaries’s reputation for endless sunshine, it poured. The first thing I bought was an umbrella. Then I had breakfast and went to the bank. I met Helen, who was also in…