Monday, 6 February 2017

Welcome to the cheap seats

I've only just managed to get rid of a song from my head so musnt dwell too much. I'd not heard it in years and then once it was there it stuck. Songs can he like that. I wonder if it bothered me all night as I'm ridiculously tired today.

My book hasn't raised a chuckle yet but keeps surprising me, so I'm enjoying it in that respect. If when I get to the end I think its worth recommending I Will give you the title (just for Heather, who has pointed out there's no point me revising a book if I don't mention its title!)

The day began with my knocking over a glass of water as I turned over to quell my alarm.  Seconds later as I got out of bed to deal with the spill my bare foot connected with a wholly unexpected mound of dog vomit.  This could have set the tone for the day.  But a slight concern for the well being of my faithful hound has left me tender.  I don't know if it's wrong to shower an animal with so much love.  I guess it's fine given the infinite nature of love.  I'm not sure why he's so easy to love since he too is demanding.  Maybe it's simply because he is so content to be stroked and loved.  I suspect loving is easiest when that love is delightfully accepted rather than resisted.

No comments:

Post a Comment