Breakfast was very nice bacon served in a roll from the local bakery, which includes chia seeds. So healthy . . .
Lunch was corned beef sandwiches with lashings of cucumber (I seem to have over-ordered again on-line and you really can’t mess with cucumbers, which have a habit of turning on you). The house is currently full of the scent of toasting spices as Julia is making Hot Cross Buns for afternoon tea. She is full of energy today as she was planning to garden and has been stymied by cold rain and high winds. As a result, I haven’t had to lift a finger except to change channels on TV. This is my idea of an ideal life.
On top of that I seem to have solved the problem I was having with one of the repeat lines of the new villanelle. As days go, this is a good one.
Talking of which, here is a link to a poem in Contemporary Haibun Online. Yes, I am showing off again. You might like this one too. It’s by Xenia Tran, better known to WP readers as Whippet Wisdom.
There is a break in continuity here as I went off to do Numismatic things.
I set off a little late for the Numismatic Society Auction tonight, stopped at a cash machine and found it was empty. This was irksome as it left me short of money and even later. I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. It all worked out well in the end.
Returning home, I was presented with a meal of lamb, cabbage, sweet potato, carrot/parsnip mash and broccoli with gravy, Yorkshire pudding and mint sauce.
TV, Easter eggs, roast dinner, bacon rolls, Hot Cross Buns, Numismatic Society and new things for my collection. This was one of the best days in my life. Not quite as good as my Wedding Day or the kids being born, but I’ve definitely had worse days.
I am worried. Is there any way but down from such a pinnacle of happiness?
Oh yes, today definitely provided an antidote for all that happiness – cold, wet, more trouble from my pulled muscle and told off by Julia for sleeping in my chair all night. That is why it is so important to seize happiness where you fidn it. 🙂
On the plus side, that seems to leave room for a bounce back. 🙂
It does. And I did bounce, though not very high. 🙂
I enjoyed your haibun, and Xenia’s, too, Simon. I can certainly relate to it being too late. I remember the stories, but there were many questions I never asked, and should have, while the people were still alive.
It’s strange how it happens, even when you think youj are interested in family history.
This is very good to read, as was your haibun, which makes me think about how little can actually be made today – an era where ideas and the ether render hands on approach redundant
Kindle instead of books, and and phones instead of cash. Is this a life or a pixelated video game?
Sounds like a very good day indeed!