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desperanceUm. Yesterday morning some friends were worried by their inability to contact me. Worried to the point of breaking into my house, just in case. (Note: this wasn't at all unreasonable on their part. I had had an appalling night of not-sleeping and distress. As it happened, though, rather than doing anything Roman, I went out for a walk in the dawnlight and just kept walking. All the way to the coast, which is twelve miles if you go fairly straight, which I didn't...)
So then having found me absent, they had to find someone to mend the door. Phoned a mutual friend for recommendations, and the first thing he said? Of course. "What did you do that for? I have keys..."
No matter. Door is fixed, and possibly more solid than before, if a little, ah, patched. By pleasing coincidence, just as H was effecting violent entrance into my house, I was effecting more traditional entrance into hers, by means of doorbell and husband. Friends were there, phone-calls were made, like that. I stayed over last night, and today added to my realms of experience by standing in the rain to witness a cycle race. Which was possibly more interesting for the way the police managed other traffic on the road than for the few seconds of actual cyclists (note for descriptive purposes: the peleton is noisy. It clatters), but hey.
And this evening I made inspection of my garden, and I have grown my first pea. Been eating peasprouts all summer, but there are also a few sugar-snap plants I allowed to grow; they are now in flower, and one has a diminutive wee snaplet. Yay.
Aaaand now I'm going out again. I may be some time. I just thought I ought to mention that, 'k?
So then having found me absent, they had to find someone to mend the door. Phoned a mutual friend for recommendations, and the first thing he said? Of course. "What did you do that for? I have keys..."
No matter. Door is fixed, and possibly more solid than before, if a little, ah, patched. By pleasing coincidence, just as H was effecting violent entrance into my house, I was effecting more traditional entrance into hers, by means of doorbell and husband. Friends were there, phone-calls were made, like that. I stayed over last night, and today added to my realms of experience by standing in the rain to witness a cycle race. Which was possibly more interesting for the way the police managed other traffic on the road than for the few seconds of actual cyclists (note for descriptive purposes: the peleton is noisy. It clatters), but hey.
And this evening I made inspection of my garden, and I have grown my first pea. Been eating peasprouts all summer, but there are also a few sugar-snap plants I allowed to grow; they are now in flower, and one has a diminutive wee snaplet. Yay.
Aaaand now I'm going out again. I may be some time. I just thought I ought to mention that, 'k?