The wedding.

So Wills and Kate are now William and Catherine, Duke and Duchess of Cambridge; Mr and Mrs Windsor. I thought it was a pleasant occasion. The Brits are rather good at this sort of thing: well-organised, orderly, polite and restrained. William and Harry looked dashing in their uniforms. The bride was demur and beautiful. The dress was definitely better than Di’s meringue, and I rather enjoyed seeing sleeves make a comeback. I’ve been to far too many weddings where the sweet young thing has to keep yanking at the strapless bodice to keep the boobs contained. Westminster cathedral is totally impractical for a normal functioning church, of course, but a stunning piece of architecture. It’s just steeped in history, including the choir. And the choir...

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Easter Saturday

It’s a funny old day, Easter Saturday. It doesn’t really have it’s own name like the others: Good Friday and Resurrection Sunday. It’s just Saturday. The shops still open; the churches remain empty; sport continues as usual; people do their shopping/laundry/lawn-mowing (except for the Sunday die-hards)… It’s a nothing sort of day. I think the early church tried to make it a day of anticipation; a day of waiting… But, that quickly petered out and it went back to being just an ordinary Saturday. I wonder what happened that first Saturday. Being the Sabbath, they couldn’t do anything about arranging the funeral, neither could they keep themselves busy with work…they just had to wait. I know what it’s like...

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Reading while distracted.

I read something recently that said the way we read is changing. As a result of this technological age – Sorry, just got a facebook update… Where was I? Oh yes; what with blogs and tweets and texts, we are easily distracted. Personally I can’t get the hang of texting. I think my fingers are too fat or something because what I think I text and what actually prints on the screen are two different things. The writer suggested that this phenomenon of being easily distracted could eventually be the death of reading as we know it. I’m not so sure. Hang on, my little frenchman notifier (so sexy) has just said I ‘ave mail… Where was I? Oh yes, that’s right, distractions while reading… I used to teach primary school...

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Multiple choice.

My apology for posting this a day late. Remember last week, when I said I’d finished my Young Adult novel? Well, late in the week I had a bit of a brainstorm, which made me realise I hadn’t finished it. I had to contact my readers to tell them to stop reading, and then madly add what I needed to add, so I could send them the adjusted version asap. Readers are wonderful, understanding people who are kindness personified. (I hope that’s sufficient sucking up?) Therefore instead of writing my blog yesterday, I was madly finishing (again) my novel. I’m much happier with it now and I’ve learned a valuable lesson: don’t be hasty. (It’ll be interesting to see how long I remember that.) The up side is I’ve got a much better...

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That satisfied feeling.

Got up at the crack of dawn today. The guys installing the solar panels are all “morning people”. They told us they left home around 6.30am to get here, and they actually seemed cheerful about it. Morning people are an alien species to me. However, forced to rise at such an ungodly hour, here it is not quite 9.30 and I’ve already rewritten the ending to my young adult novel, and have begun this blog. At this rate I should be able to fit in a nice nanna nap before the grandkids arrive this afternoon. Back to the novel… The lad was finally rescued, at the last moment and is now on his way home. It got rather tense for a while there while I tried to work out how to get him out of the mess he was in. It’s been quite an adventure writing...

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