Tuesday 8th July - deceptive days

 Are we warm enough? No, it's turned chilly so I close the French windows and look out an extra layer to put on top of my tee-shirt. Then the sun comes out and I'm melting. Remove extra layer, and open French windows. Repeat. All day.

Am I busy? No. Ah, but now I am, no I'm not, yes I am... adding tasks to the list, crossing them off, running around doing errands, sitting reading, remembering to chase up an appointment (that took some time, the referral email or whatever from the GP seems to have evaporated somewhere between the surgery 'it has been sent', and the clinic 'no, we've not received any email and you're not on our system'...)

Is it raining? No, wait yes, no, false alarm. 

In other words, 'one of those days'. 

Tennis 

I didn't want either Cameron Norrie or Alcaraz to lose, but that's not how the game works. Good bye, Norrie, you tried your best, but against Alcaraz? I think we all knew how that would go.

The Korean Chest

The first row of drawers below the shelf, from left to right;

A Mercury thermometer, the sort we had as children 'don't bite it'

An unopened pack of bridge tally cards. No idea how they are used in bridge, I don't remember ever using tally cards. And what my mother would have called a 'dingetje'; a small unidentifiable thingummy.

The joker from a pack of freebie Singapore Airlines Cards.

Two woiden bathroom light pulls. Goodie goodie, we can replace our plastic one!

Four pens, one pencil, and a piece of card with READING neatly written in caputals. Very mysterious. Is that reading like reading books? Or Reading, the town?

A small oriental carved wooden stand for a small ornament to sit on, and a pedometer.

Assorted connectors for electric wires, two mangled metal brackets, a couple of screws and washers, an amber (I think) handle for a seal (handle damaged, seal missing), a miniature Portuguese cockerel, small carved soapstone (?) stand for a small alabaster egg.

What an unexpected assortment! It would make a good little game; 'you have three minutes to look in the drawers and memorise the contents; now, how many can you write down in another three minutes?'

Music

The players scurry around the tennis courts so fast that sometimes it seems they meet themselves coming back...

How about the Minute Waltz by Chopin? Although this version is as full of surprises as some of the tennis matches...