Monday 1st September - let's begin!

# I love it when the first of the month is on a Monday. It just seems so right...

I have written an 'activity list' rather than a 'to-do' list. It seems less demanding, less authoritarian. If I'm at a lose end, I can just pick something off the list;

Read a book

Clean the bathroom and loo

Play the piano

Sow spinach and pak choi seeds

Knit some socks

Carry on relearning how to make granny squares

Paint or draw

Pay the bills

Make more flapjack

Write in notebook 

Do some exercises 

.... and so on. None of these things have deadlines, so I really can take my pick.

Today I sowed the seeds, taught a piano lesson and wrote in my notebook. Good-oh.

For lunch we had breaded haddock, left-over potatoes cut into chips, tossed in oil and roasted in the air fryer, and peas. As I tipped the frozen peas into the little pan to microwave them, I realised too late that some of the peas were spilling over the floor. 

They skittered about like frosty green marbles, and stuck to my socks.  Luckily they were easy to sweep up before they melted (thank you, BB)

I've known this nonsensical rhyme since I was little, but could never remember the middle two lines. It's origins, as far as I know, are lost - written by that prolific poet, A Non.

Music

I said I would take a break...

But, here is Kenny Ball, with his jazzmen, playing 'the green leaves of Summer'

and here is Herb Alpert's version