Monday Meandering

So, what did I do over the weekend? Answer: Not much. I spent a fair amount of Sunday on the sofa with the return of a cold, but now, on Monday morning, I seem to have fended that off with some treatments. Saturday, we popped out for a drink and a catchup with Miss DJ, and for some supper with Jenine at Scena, but otherwise, my weekend was spent reading, writing, and sticking together two halves of the Cutty Sark that didn’t want to be stuck together. I am sure these things aren’t made as well as they used to be, or did we put up with two halves of a hull that don’t actually fit? I probably got my older brother to do it for me. Either that or stamped on it until it was trashed. Later today I’m going to have another go at clamping the basics of the ship together because I can’t do anything else until that’s done. It reminds me of another Airfix I tried once, the Titanic that Neil bought me years ago. I spent hours painting the hull only to find the two sides were incompatible. Anyway…

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Back to the positive side of today, which is the start of a new week, with much to be written and read, piano lessons and modelling with my GS, a walk if it stops raining… On which note, I did get out and about for a short wander around the village over the weekend. Not a huge distance, I’m still not up to that, but a start, and I’ll do another half an hour later if the weather clears. It’s still dark as I write and the rain has only just stopped, so it’s too soon to assess the conditions. If all is well, Neil will be off to the gym as per usual, while I type and stroll, later to teach and glue.

IT's that fgreen time fo year.
It’s that green time of year.

And the same will probably continue for the rest of the week, and I’ll flit between the desk and the sofa where we have the heaters and the blankets (ten degrees on Saturday, the coldest it’s been so far this winter, in our courtyard at least). That’s about it. Must get on.

One of the tunnels in the upper village.
One of the tunnels in the upper village.