Tuesday, January 16, 2024

Stability in a crazy world

Decided to fill the tubs by the front door this morning. Regretted it. Thought my fingers were going to fall off they were so cold. Especially after I stuck them in a bag of soaking-wet compost.

Then checked on the bulbs I planted in a tub last autumn.
I'm hoping the non-appearance of some is down to me planting them upside-down, meaning it takes them longer to reach the surface.

After that a walk to Pobbles with Daughter, Toby and Louie.

Followed by a trip to Mumbles. I had to return an Amazon package and Elder Son had told me all I had to do was take the item to the Post Office with the QR code. I didn't even have to pack it.

Which proved to be amazingly simple - after I'd worked out how to get the QR code on my phone as I do all ordering on my computer. Two days it took me, including consultations with 'people who know about these things' i.e. Husband and Elder Son.

While in the village I also returned two books to the library and picked up a book I'd ordered. Which turned out to be two books I'd ordered. And yesterday the five second-hand books I'd ordered from World of Books arrived. I must stop. My To Be Read pile is terrifyingly huge. Not helped by the fact that I hear Boud mention The Provincial Lady and that makes me want to read it again. All five books in the series are now on my kindle. 

Left, charity shop purchases, right, yesterday's delivery from WOB

Left, books handed on from Daughter, right, library books

These are just the ones for which I have not yet found a home. All I can say is that at least it's not an expensive hobby (collecting books to read) and . . . I can't think of another plus.

In completely unrelated news, Louis Rees-Zammit, the great Welsh Hope, has quit rugby to go to the States and try American football. A huge loss to Wales. Also saw on the BBC that Trump has romped to success in Iowa (to be the Republican candidate I guess?) The world gets crazier.

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Just popped onto Twitter and saw the Word of the Day:  ‘recrudescent’ (18th century), used to describe something unpleasant that returns after a period of respite. Seems apt. 



6 comments:

DeniseinVA said...

A lovely read Liz, thank you. I enjoy reading and was very interested in the books you shared, and the rest. I agree, there are people I will not name who worry me a great deal. For us over here, all we can do is make sure we vote in November and hope for the best. Take good care of yourselves, we have snow in our area right now. Not as bad as some have it, granted, but I won’t be going anywhere for the next couple of days or so.

Debra She Who Seeks said...

I like the final cartoon!

Ole Phat Stu said...

Let us know what you think of David Mitchell's Black Swan Green, please.

Kathy G said...

Your pansies look lovely, and well worth the hardship you had to endure.

Chris said...

What an absolutely super load of books to read, I fancy all of them! I 've just had 4 from WOBs too. I love cosy afternoons in reading, don't you?

Anvilcloud said...

My recent word of the day, is/was hurkle-durkle -- a Scottish phrase meaning to lie in bed after waking and not wanting to get up.