No need for an alarm any more since I wake early enough to decide whether to stay in bed or get up in the dark. This morning I awoke at 7.07. Didn’t hear the rain, but decided to meditate first anyway.
I sat cross legged with Gods Gift lightly snoring beside me.
By 8.04 I had on thermal leggings, socks, sweater, yellow anorak – B’s trendy one – over which I put a massive blue anorak. I looked like the Honey Bear Monster.
The hood of the anorak is one that rolls up and gets zipped into the collar. I unrolled it and pulled it over my head, jamming my glasses and trapping my own head with my headphones. By the time I was ready, with purple gloves to boot – or should I say to hand – the rain was shooting out of the sky, on a slant, with just enough attitude to freeze what piece of face I had showing.
I took the back road.
The turkey, goose, ham, bacon and sausage meat is packed into Jim’s shed and the fridge. The presents are wrapped under the tree. I am slowly working my way through all the Bafta films, ready for the first round of voting. I sit three inches from the television and work my viewing with all the … Read more