During the day I think of interesting things to talk about. During the evening, as I sit and watch TV, all my enthusiasm and knowledge seems to leak away. It happened tonight. I watched a programme about antiques, another which featured a fish & chip competition, one about auctions, one about gold-mining in Australia (it was cold and snowy in Victoria, which looked more like Canada), and a news quiz.
Next thing I knew, it was 1.30am and I had just woken up in my chair. I now have a headache and no desire to sleep. This is an unwanted state of affairs.
And I have clean forgotten what I intended to write.
Tomorrow I will blog as soon as I get home and try to make it more interesting.
We had a note from the man who was faced with a £1.50 penalty from the Post Office. The letter is properly stamped, with £3.05 of stamps. We know it is in the correct weight range, because we have other similar items and have check weighed them. It’s a mystery.
I have now dead-headed 57 Spanish poppy blooms and two Welsh poppies. This impressive, considering they are neglected ands growing from cracks between paving slabs.
I counted my poetry submissions last night. I have had about 80 poems published ( have mislaid an old list so am relying on memory for a few of these). It was just idle curiosity, bit now I know, I keep thinking about the magic 100. It’s not an important figure, just a convenient round figure, and it’s stuck in my head. I should be able to reach it by the end of the year, even though I know quantity and quality are two different things.
Congratulations! That is an amazing amount of poems published!
Thank you. But as I said to TP – probably not enough for a book. 🙂
Bring on the century! 80 is mightily impressive meanwhile.
Seems like a lot, but probably not enough for a book. 🙂
Not even a high class production written on vellum and bound in calfskin for the attention of serious lovers of poetry only?
After reading about bookbinding yesterday I’m favouring paperbacks to be honest., 🙂
80 published poems is quite a wonderful feat. As Lavinia said, I don’t think you need 100 to feel good about it. Bravo you!
Thanks. I did give up thinking about numbers as it’s distracting and there’s always someone with a bigger number. Then I was drawn back into it by the magic 100.
80 published poems is already an accomplishment, not to be diminished by wanting 100.
I wouldn’t mind judging a fish & chip competition. 🙂
Some of the concoctions were dreadful – a fish and chip sandwich with curry sauce made in a bread roll, before being battered and deep fried! That was the Scottish competitors acting true to stereotype. 🙂
I always get my post on before Telly otherwise I wouldn’t manage it
Good plan. I sat down and had a cup of tea tonight, then woke up to find I’d slept for nearly an hour. Clearly a strenuous cup of tea!
Isn’t that the truth? Once I sit down in front of the TV I’m done. Terrible.
🙂 Something to think about . . .