Feeling a lot better today but the sunshine and lack of headache help. Bertie required his breakfast early so I was up as the sun rose and that’s always a good start to the day. Did some odds and ends of jobs, started thinking about watches ⌚️. Some are spoken for, some aren’t, one is mine to keep, some are mine to sell. I am open to reasonable offers 😉. Quite a quiet day with lunch in town and a trip to Malvern Theatre to end the day.
But I am still baffled by the sheer oddity of things that get to me. I seem to have overcome my terror of Waitrose and the goods within that I no longer need, thank goodness. But oddly have moved on to S Club Seven.
I confess my taste in music is a bit tacky. I am a Westlife, Bryan Adams and even a bit of Trance fan. So it will come as no surprise that I love “Reach for the Stars”. And when I say love, I really mean love. Beastie used to get a lot of pleasure seeing me jumping about. I have heard it twice this month and both times, including now just writing about it, it makes me cry. I feel robbed of my little pleasure as though I have no business to enjoy it now; it’s all spoilt.
Now I know that’s clearly rubbish, my soldier tells me to dance, and I will one day. But not right now.
Groovy Word of the Day – addled