Totally shattered today as I spent yesterday helping a friend, who has recently moved into a flat, sort out her belongings and unpack boxes. When I realised that she had over 150 pairs of shoes alone, a fact with which I was not au fait before my reckless offer of aid, I blenched but ploughed on regardless and by the end of a long, hard day her bedroom was actually looking a bit better and we could see the floor, which I always think is a good thing. While sorting out the heap I unearthed two tins of paint that she had mislaid, her cheque book, ditto and while sorting her handbags, all designer and dozens of them as well, emptied them all out and managed to accumulate quite a large stash of coins in various currencies and denominations. I made sure that when I arrived I bought supper from Marks & Spencer plus a bar of chocolate to keep us going so it was a satisfying day but by the time I got home I was exhausted and fell into the bath (after filling it with hot water of course) and anointed myself lavishly with oil afterwards and crawled into bed. Today I can hardly move and have had to remind myself, yet again, that I am NOT TWENTY ANY MORE and that my body cannot cope with what I used to do in the dim and distant past when I was in my salad days.
New job going well and everyone very friendly and helpful so one anxiety less. The walk to and from the station is much easier than when I started as I get fitter, well fitter than I was though it would be difficult to be less, and I have managed to lose 4lbs in the last two weeks which is spurring me on to better things for The Wedding of the Year. Looked locally today to see if I could see The Dress to go with The Coat but I think it is going to be hard to track down. We shall see.
New booking period for Covent Garden is now upon me and the latest edition of their mag, House has just arrived, and I think I am going to book now for the new Don Carlos next year. This is the grandest of all Verdi's operas and, as I have some vouchers left from birthday and Christmas, have decided to spend them on two stalls seats and take my friend Rosemary and we will live it up for the night and to hell with expense.
Two final things, have not had a crock of the day for a while so here are two, slightly battered but much loved cake stands for your delectation and delight.
And the other - I have not mentioned NEEDLE IN THE BLOOD by SARAH BOWER for at least a month and I am hastening to correct this omission now. If you have not read this simply wonderful book yet, what are you waiting for? Get thee hence and purchase...