Day 129

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 Β£1.50 penalty from the Post Office. The letter is properly stamped, with Β£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.

14 thoughts on “Day 129

      1. tootlepedal

        Not even a high class production written on vellum and bound in calfskin for the attention of serious lovers of poetry only?

    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      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.

  1. Lavinia Ross

    80 published poems is already an accomplishment, not to be diminished by wanting 100.

    I wouldn’t mind judging a fish & chip competition. πŸ™‚

    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      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. πŸ™‚


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