Where is all the time going to?

If there were an enormous sand glass in front of me I would be panicking right now, watching the sand run out. As it is, I don’t and I am therefore in Complete Denial. This is not a Good Thing as I really have a great deal to do and not much time, as I say, in which to do it.

We spent the entire day yesterday in drawing up plans for the next trip. We iterated and reiterated. It took an age and we ended up with no dinner cooked, so toddled off to the pub. However we are now ready to programme Brunhilde’s GPS, we think.

There are problems and there is tension and I can hear swearing from next door. Bruni’s new door lock does not fit. Good idea, failed to execute. Thinking caps required.

Today I must get busy. It’s almost 10:30 and I’m sitting here just thinking about it. Time to galvanise.

Featured pic is the one that I blipped yesterday – an old pic from 2005. I plan to revisit that tree shortly, it is in Glenlivet.

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A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

I am lagging on the Month in the Country prompts, and lagging badly at that. I have a list of prompts t be caught up on and I shall be working my way through them here, or at Scattered Thoughts depending on where the post most naturally sits. I have elected to tackle the prompts not in date order necessarily but to seize upon prompts that offer me space in which to write down the things that I am feeling the need to say. Even if I need to crowbar it in. The thing is, I am going to continue to be short of time and space in which to write and so a two-for-one is useful and I hope to do as many of those as I can. Seems like a plan? … Continue readingA Month in France: Nothing is Lost

Oh, deer

Oh, deer

Nell and I had a lovely walk this morning. The weather has cooled considerably and there was a very pleasant breeze. We both made better time than of late. … Continue readingOh, deer

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