When she went to the Narnia show just before Christmas this tree was still standing.
It was a slightly mixed day. I had a thousand Churchill crowns to pack. It is the 150th anniversary of his birth and various people are making plans to celebrate it. We got rid of the accumulated crowns about a year ago, but we are offered so many we had managed to build the stock up again. It’s remarkable how often they crop up, even sixty years after they were issued. This was not the most interesting aspect of the day, I have to admit. In the end I only packed 500, but the other 500 are part done. With phone calls and visitors I didn’t have enough time, which seems strange as you wouldn’t think that it would take so much time.
Snowdrops are out
I did take pictures, but decided to use some that Julia took when she went to Newstead Abbey with her group today. Several people didn’t turn up, and the gardens were cold. That meant they were able to fit everyone in the minibus and go out for a trip. One of the group managed to get a wet foot using the stepping stones but apart from that it all seems to have gone smoothly.
I also had an email. One of the submissions I sent a few days ago has met with success, the editor in question accepting two of the three tanka prose I submitted. This was a bit of a boost as I have felt under the cosh recently, being too tired to write after my various illnesses. I don’t often get two out of three accepted so it feels like a step up from my normal performance.
Fungus lurks in the stump of a felled tree – a suitable morbid subject for poetry perhaps.
