I sit here, feeling excessively tired but peaceful, on my sofa in my sitting room. There was no blog last week, I did not have the time. This is where I long for staff, so that I always have time for the fun things in life, but as yet I have no staff. I have an erratic Giant Boy, some moderately helpful lodgers when they are around (they are always working or asleep or silent in their rooms), and helpful friends. Though as I write the lawn is being mown by the anxious Polish lodger, so for a brief while I am under the illusion that I have staff, and I am very grateful to him. The last time I looked, he was dutifully making nice lines amongst the weeds and dandelions in the grass, and Giant Boy was bouncing on the trampoline. Probably best that way.
There are no chauffeurs, housekeepers, admin people, PR managers or bubble bath staff on the books yet. No gardeners, laundry workers, menu planners or pastry cooks in my life but they will come, oh yes, they will come. When the time is right, I will start by interviewing the pastry cooks. They will be asked to make giant pastry swans and small pistachio tarts and I will select the best one by working through the swans and tarts until I have made my decision. And if I can't make a decision, I will employ them all.
I woke late this morning after a terrible dream where my friend Olivia was legging it into the distance away from me on a railway platform, and I could only stand still and sway, with trains featuring somehow somewhere - I woke late to find the room spinning around me when I stood up, and wondered if perhaps I was dying. The room was coming up to meet me. If I get to the bathroom, I said to myself, and I am still alive, I am simply over tired and the cure for it is 1. Bed 2. Bed. 3. A Pastry Cook. (to cook, the pastry cook does not leave the kitchen).
Let us have a snippet of what I have been up to. I am too tired to make long paragraphs (or sentences) so we are going to have bite size chunks - and this will suit you, too much and you will also find the room spinning and think that you are dying. Then you too will have to go to bed with a Pastry Cook and then the whole world will start to spin. So here is a selection of what I have been doing
- Circling the globe twice in the car
- Spending nights with friends while having -
- Meetings with people about AGD, the Conversations and Art
- Driving a lot
- Lunch parties
- Dinner parties
- Late nights
- Taking Eileen to Heathrow to move to Tanzania for 3 years
- Piling my car with stuff Eileen does not want any more like her flat screen telly
- More of the above with knobs on
|Yeah, well, still Spice Girls fans.|
|Waiting for Dolly with my own Dolly, Fancy Girl with her tired old Mama who is sitting down for the whole concert due to not having enough pastry cooks to help her|
|It was all a bit sad, so here is the Departure Gate behind which Eileen has gone to Dar Es Salaam and I went back to Bognor without her.|
|This really will be good. I am on the ball here, and Gail and I intend to roll these out as often as we can. See you there. Exciting!|