Welcome and come on in and have a cup of coffee. Let’s sit outside until it gets too hot. There is a gentle breeze blowing and the orchestra of birds are creating a new composition mixing one bell note with another. It reminds me of going to church on Tanna where the sexes segregated themselves by their own choice. One person would start singing a hymn. Another voice would join in and then another and another until a full, perfectly tuned choir would crescendo vibrating the small, termite holed church.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you Vanuatu is uppermost in my mind at the moment. I have completed my revisions and apart from doing a final editorial check I am ready to resubmit. That will leave a fairly big hole in my life. We do have the move coming up and then we will have all those things you want to do when you move into a new place and the things you find that you don’t want to do but have no choice – but those aside I know I have to have a major project in my life and it is time this memoir was published. It is so close to finished and my modus operandii is to finish nothing. Even the washing up I always leave a spoon unwashed. ‘Nightmare in Paradise’ is about to be finished. I hope if you see I’m faltering you’ll give me some gentle pressure or a reminder as to my aim.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you my week has been good, with nothing memorable to make it stand out. I attended a research day at the uni and caught up with some fellow students that came from Brisbane that I only see at conferences and the odd day like this. I went to our art appreciation class at U3A and I almost forgot, I received the President’s award at toastmasters on Monday night for an impromtu speech I did on how I would make my husband notice me on Valentine’s Day. Despite this gentle reminder Valentines Day came and I forgot about it until reminded in the dog park by someone going to a St Valentines party. Interesting concept and we haven’t seen him again to hear whether there was an ulterior motive to the party. I asked my husband when we left the dog walker had he remembered and he said “yes.” “Did you get me a present then?” I asked only to be told ” No I knew you would forget.” I don’t need a special day to tell my husband I love him. We are going out tonight though for a romantic dinner.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you I reviewed Harp in the South by Ruth Park on Monday and this coming week I will review The Sitter. I am currently reading The museum of modern love by Heather Rose. I haven’t been to the theatre. I posted the second in my cruising series on Tuesday and will do the third this coming week.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that finally the weather has cooled a little although still hot. So far we haven’t had the dreadful fires that they have been having around Canberra where a number of houses have been lost, nor the dreadful storms that hit north of Sydney to the Hunter. Stay safe everyone.
If we were having coffee I’d ask you how your week has been? What books are you reading? Is there any evidence of spring for those in the Northern Hemisphere?