Another day, another list of things that are uninteresting to anyone apart from me, and not even that interesting to me in the main..
I passed today mainly drinking tea and watching TV. Also did a few exercises whilst sitting down watching TV and made a few notes on the4 pad next to my chair. Today isn’t really a Bank Holiday but as the Post Office was closed we had the day off as a bonus. Monday is going to be busy as we catch up with four days of orders and nonsensical emails, but it’s been nice having time to wind down.
Number Two Son is in the same country as us for the first time in nearly three years, but is currently sightseeing in London before coming up to Nottingham. I’m not by nature a nervous parent, but it’s always nice to know he’s landed safely.
Highlight of the Platinum Jubilee for me, in fact probably my favourite thing this century, was the TV clip of the Queen having tea with Paddington Bear and producing a marmalade sandwich from her handbag.
Finally, an email accepting two tanka prose. They are like haibun but use tanka instead of haiku. They also have fewer rules and are more about writing than about following rules. The “rules” aren’t actually rules, but the imaginings of several editors who see themselves as more important than the form. However, as I said yesterday, I won’t go off on one because, apart from a discussion about scansion, me talking about imaginery rules is one of the most boring subjects in poetry.
Tomorrow we have clotted cream to eat on our scones. My days tend to have fairly low-level highlights . . .
The photo is one I have on file – Paddington Bear on a gold 50p coin, outside St Paul’s Cathedral.