Monday
This morning a woman asked me if it were a skort I was wearing. "Yes," I said, flicking up the side so she could see my undershorts.
On reflection perhaps I shouldn't have done that in the middle of M&S.
But she was very impressed. "Do you play golf?" she asked.
I snorted, "No, I've just been to exercise class."
I snorted, "No, I've just been to exercise class."
Tuesday
I was so busy whisking sugar and eggs while pondering John Lennon lyrics that I forgot the butter and sugar melting - burning - on the hob. Quick trip to the shops to get more chocolate ensued.
So, John Lennon. I was ready to say that he'd got it wrong, that life isn't what happens when you're busy doing other things. Then I checked the lyrics and what he actually sang was, "Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans. And that's true.
Any plans we might have made for birthday celebrations this autumn went awry, and Christmas looks like going the same way. No hospital news yet.
And though the quote is widely attributed to John Lennon it wasn't original. Most accept that it was first written by Allen Saunders in 1957
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It's our first church writing group this afternoon. I am quite excited. I've made brownies. I must remember to tell everyone who reads out their work that there is a standard introduction they must use: My brain isn't working properly. I don't know what this is like really. I need to think some more. It's probably terrible. The dog ate my homework.
When I ran a church writing group before these are the excuses everyone would bring, even though they'd written wonderful stuff.
And I've just checked the brownies I made specially for writing group and they're all fally-aparty!
The bits that have fallen off are yummy anyway.
4 comments:
I used to teach writing groups, and yes, all the disclaimers! Even when what they'd written was good. Let us know how it goes.
Yes, at any kind of writing group, people need to be reassured that everyone understands these are all just rough first drafts, not polished pieces ready for publication. Have fun and how nice of you to bring brownies!
Fally aparty brownies are the best kind. If someone asked me if I'm wearing a skort, I'd probably forget that it was actually a skirt and flip it up so the whole world would see my pink granny panties. At least you were actually wearing a skort.
Love,
Janie
Those brownies look good to me.
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