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Bredonborough.
WillyFred woke me by thumping at 04.59. The Minx thinks this Prince of Rabbits was warning his pals in the house and garden that the large bird of prey, a regular at FrippCox Mansions, had come to take up its vigil: tasty pigeon is a regular part of this predator’s breakfast buffet. This is not an acceptable dish for the grandson of the Welsh Pigeon Racing Champion (1935-37, Joe Greene of Aberbeeg.
News of violent eruptions in the UK.
Morning reading…
Rough Music moves forward, although the sheer scale is overwhelming.
Q: What do we do when there is so much to do we can’t do a thing?
A: Do one small thing. Then move to the next small thing.
I felt the need for the support of Grumpy Ludwig and his string quartets. Generally, for focused work, I don’t have music playing. However, there are times and exceptions; this morning is one. There is an ineffability within these quartets. They speak to a place which quickens in response.
The street I…
II...
Shortly off to visit Barbara.
20.48 Lunch with Barbara. To two garden centres to acquire bays to replace those, by the back door, killed by our savage Winter. Onto the cinema for a date with my Wife.
Returning…
… home to WillyFred, who is in a very interesting mood, yet willing to be adored...
To gentle.
Bredonborough.
WillyFred woke me by thumping at 04.59. The Minx thinks this Prince of Rabbits was warning his pals in the house and garden that the large bird of prey, a regular at FrippCox Mansions, had come to take up its vigil: tasty pigeon is a regular part of this predator’s breakfast buffet. This is not an acceptable dish for the grandson of the Welsh Pigeon Racing Champion (1935-37, Joe Greene of Aberbeeg.
News of violent eruptions in the UK.
Morning reading…
Rough Music moves forward, although the sheer scale is overwhelming.
Q: What do we do when there is so much to do we can’t do a thing?
A: Do one small thing. Then move to the next small thing.
I felt the need for the support of Grumpy Ludwig and his string quartets. Generally, for focused work, I don’t have music playing. However, there are times and exceptions; this morning is one. There is an ineffability within these quartets. They speak to a place which quickens in response.
The street I…
II...
Shortly off to visit Barbara.
20.48 Lunch with Barbara. To two garden centres to acquire bays to replace those, by the back door, killed by our savage Winter. Onto the cinema for a date with my Wife.
Returning…
… home to WillyFred, who is in a very interesting mood, yet willing to be adored...
To gentle.
