|Capuchin Monkey |
borrowed from my music site
drawn by "the artist" and
included by permission (from me)
when you reach the end of the teaching part of the day,
|Keyboard Snake, also borrowed from my music site www.themusicjungle.co.uk|
drawn by "the artist" and included by permission (from me)
and you cook and eat supper (thank heavens for that pulled pot-roast-lamb that I put into the freezer a week or so ago),
and watch some television (Inspector Frost and the Gruesome Granny - suitably "easy-watching")
when you go to bed, and your eyes shut before you can finish the Sudoku (which you are doing because you've left your book downstairs and your Kindle has gone flat so in spite of having upwards of 200 books in the bedroom you can't find anything to read)
then next day you can hardly remember what happened until you start to blog about it!
But that was all yesterday, and today we've spent the whole day in Arundel, looking at this and that and the other. Which is partly why yesterday had disappeared under the overlay of what we did today.
It does seem a bit wasteful, to have your days so packed full that in the end you can barely remember what happened yesterday, let alone last week. That is the advantage of keeping a diary - at least you spend some time reflecting on the events of the day, revisiting the good parts, mulling things over, before they vanish from your mind.