Happy 2014... in which I give thanks I made it to another year, and wasn't run over by a bus or anything. Which given my propensity to cross roads at inappropriate moments, and the fact that last year I did actually have a bit of an incident crossing a very busy road, is truly rather a miracle.
2014. My gosh! I was reminiscing with my sister how mother never thought she'd ever make it to the year 2000 because the millennium was just so huge to contemplate. YTK and all that. Back in the 1970s we thought we'd be running around in silver suits and flying to Mars every day. Amazing.
I spent the New Year down country which was nice.
Actually, no, it wasn't nice at all. It was a very stressful trip which involved seven hours in a car with rescued battery hens, a vehicle with no registration, no back indicators and no brake lights (seriously), and even worse, no radio or CD player so on the way back, sans poultry and other humans, I had to amuse myself singing. Quite tiring really. There was tons of other stuff which happened, most of it involving paranoia, and mercifully, a few days on, it is mostly a distant memory. Suffice to say, normal is so nice. So very, very nice.
What wasn't so nice was my singing These Foolish Games on the way home. So in lieu of bad, unaccompanied vocals, here's a nicer live version...
It is starting to get cooler, praise be. There was a heap of rain one day this week, and by the time I got to work I was damp, to put it mildly. Soaked is overstating it but uncomfortably wet. Have you ever tried to dry off your trousers with a hair dryer? I would have been there forever! If only, I thought, I had a spare anything at work, like a skirt even, but no. Nothing to change into. There was only a pair of pantyhose in case I ripped them, although I had stuffed spare socks and boots in my bag so I could have dry feet at work. It is worth noting that the very next day I went to work, I had completely forgotten that thought about spare clothes altogether and did not take spare anything for future weather events. In fact, I only remembered as I was thinking about writing this blog post. Hopeless. Given I’m trying to keep up my walking part-way to work to get in a good 40 minutes/steps, I should take along spare clothes to keep in my locker just in case. It really was uncom...