Windy Sunday.  

nightstogether 56M
818 posts
4/24/2005 3:34 am

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Windy Sunday.


I've been neglecting my distant friends of late. So many appointments that I have to attend, so many exhibitions and talks, I have had no time over to write my letters, and hardly time to make a few short comments here. A letter, of course, requires considerably more time to write than a simple entry in a blog - never mind the time it takes to upload and for the entry to finally appear - as I tend to write a considerable amount in my letters. Sadly this puts many people off. Imagine coming across a blog where three screens of writing appear for each entry; and there you have roughly half of what I write in a letter. Generally six sides, but my record - hand written - is 74.

Today I am setting myself time aside to reply to a letter which has been sitting on my desk for over a week, one that I have been looking forward to replying to; an intelligent writer with enough curiosity to wish to know mre about the world; who isn't put off by our age difference and who, patiently, is learning the ins and outs of our complicated English language.

In front of my office window I see sunshine; I hear children playing along the banks of the river; occasionally small groups of cyclists ride past - I only catch a glimpse of their heads, covered with brightly coloured cycling caps which are all the rage at the moment. There is a strong wind blowing and I've had to close my window to stop piles of paperwork redistributing themselves across the already full floorspace. I need to find time to erect more shelves; to put my books on these shelves; to sort them out according to need and subject. In this room alone I have enough work to complete - without writing, without touching paperwork - to keep me going for three days or more. A pile of books, the waiting to be read stack, has fallen over next to my desk - it was two stacks before, now it is a heap of perhaps thirty titles. In the hallway outside my office are ten packing cases of books. Downstairs in the side hallway are a further ten cases, in the sitting room another two.

I think it's time that I got myself organised - I've been saying that since last September when I finally got to move into my house and saw how much work really needs doing. Fifteen rooms which need renovating. I'm going to be working for a very, very long time.

nightstogether
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playfulwithyou33 56F
961 posts
4/24/2005 7:19 am

Just make sure you poke your head in and say hi from time-to-time.


nightstogether 56M

4/28/2005 6:33 am

I seem to poke my head in here considerablky more often than I should, despite commenting that I have little time. But we have to retain a few pleasures in life, and blogging - along with reading, collecting and letterwriting - are mine.

nightstogether
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