I’ve not much to report this Monday morning, as I spent most of the weekend at home working on a couple of projects and, and in the case of yesterday, doing not very much at all. You might have read we’ve had this Sahara dust hanging over us for the past few days, and it’s still misty out there, except it’s not mist. It’s a very fine collection of particles that gradually land but which are hard to see unless, for example, you sweep the courtyard floor and create a pile of it. It’s making the view look as though we have a humidity haze, but the humidity yesterday was 25% (the temperature was over 30). Here’s the view this morning.
If you want to see it on video, check out the Symi Dream short reels here. This morning’s one will be the first on the list.
As for my other projects, I have been working on ‘Where There’s a Will’ my 4th mystery in the new series, and that’s at 78,000 words. The weekend’s research included discovering the specific names for parts of a lighthouse, and I found this diagram, which isn’t very large but was still very useful. (The widow’s walk is a bit of a worry.)
Then, I was also working on a biography of my godfather. I started this back in the early 2000s, and in 2004, I spent many days interviewing him and recording his stories. Over the years, I have thought about writing it all up, turning it into a play, film, book or musical, and have transcribed the recordings (with the help of Jenine and Neil when I first started it years ago). Then, I left it alone, but now, something tells me the time is right to tidy it up, find a cover, have it proofed and set it up for publication as a short book, which I will at some point this year. His story started in Tooting, London, in 1919, and I found a photo of just the place…
So, that was my Symi weekend, that and inviting some guests for a courtyard evening on Saturday. As for this week, I am going to start it off with a walk, then work, then, later, piano and chill. There’s nothing major planned in my diary except to stay healthy, be happy and bash out words (and buy more mosquito repellent, it’s that time of year again).
