Tuesday, 26 October 2010
It's just after 11pm or, in my parlance, 2300 hrs on Tuesday 26th as I start this post. I'm sitting in bed with some Alkan piano music playing. I don't quite know where this sudden going to bed 'early' and reading a book or reading blogs has suddenly come from. I've had a great day and, have shared a bottle of red with a friend this evening (perhaps, given the proportion that I guzzled as compared with her, 'shared' is not quite the correct word). Tomorrow I shall wake up (this is a prediction based upon the experience of the last 23,500 or so mornings) and by lunchtime the bed will be re-made and the kitchen cleaned and the house will be ready for me to say farewell to it for the next six months.
I would like to think that the plans I had for posting a very brief pictorial review of the last six months will come to fruition but somehow I think that's not going to happen.
Tomorrow afternoon I will start my journey South. I feel rather like a Godwit or a Swallow in search of constant warmth.