Phew! It doesn't seem a minute since the rooks got up and now they're settling down again. Another day flies by...
It’s a fine, dry day and there’s an Italian market in the square outside Waterstone’s. Good for a book signing? ‘Bad,’ says Tim. The stalls are blocking the view of the shop and the fine weather’s keeping everyone outdoors. Hmm, that must be why they’ve only put one small poster up for my event, I mean why waste the Blu Tack? Tim demonstrates handing off the marauding hordes After much refolding of a black tablecloth and a rummage around for some books, I’m invited to take up my position at the author table somewhere between ‘fantasy and horror’, children’s books and a poster of the next author, Bobby ‘Iron Duke’ Windsor who’s signing on Monday. Once Tom, Lily, my lovely daughter, and her partner, Russ, are all sure I’m not going to run away, they leave me to it, taking it in turns to make sure I’m all right and bring me tea. Very soon, I notice a small boy watching me. When he returns with his family I learn that he would like to be a writer. His method, he tells me, is to rewr...
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Lovely Sunset, Chris.
Thank you for sharing!
This Wednesday of mine has been pretty staccato. I am happy to report that the staff and I at the shop managed to have our instruments in tune for most of the challenges.
Sleeping later than usual tomorrow on a day off. That's a different pace altogether. xo
And where anyway do they fly by to? If you look up from your work more often than once a year you will see them flying by your window every day.
At least that's how it seems to me. But where do they go? And why? It is almost as though they are commuting which you could understand if it really was a case of another hard day raiding the farmer's pea field. But it isn't.
Word verification: didsit (which is what I need to do in front of my laptop when I get home.
I cannot believe it's April, nearly Easter. I think I missed the whole of the last year!
Strange you have posted this when I have been thinking about rooks and seeing them a lot as I drive up and down our lanes at the moment. They're busy collecting sticks, I presume to make their nests.
xx