It's all over. Liverpool and Manchester
City both won yesterday. Half the battle, you might say. For
Liverpool to win the league, Manchester City's defeat was as
essential as their own victory, and it didn't happen.
I had a good day otherwise. The tripod
is installed and sown with peas and courgettes – and looks rather
well, even without greenery. I could wish I had been feeling peppier in the earlier months of the year, when I should have been poring over the catalogues and choosing interesting seeds. Next year. Knitting-wise, I'm in the home stretch of round 88 of
the Unst Bridal Shawl – two whole rounds yesterday; that's very
good, especially for a Sunday.
I'm about half-way through Hellie's
book Eeny Meeny, watching eagerly and so far in vain for reviews.
It's got a brilliant McGuffin. It moves very fast, with a new twist
or turn every time you think you've got it all sussed out. A large
cast of characters are marvellously well distinguished and handled.
The prose is not very high quality – we're certainly not talking Le
Carre here. And I'm finding it rather monotone in mood. I can't very
well revert to Sharma's “Family Life” because that's equally
depressing. I'll have to read about sheep.
And that's about it. I'll now retreat
and dread the arrival of the BT engineer.
Good luck with the BT engineers. I hope the result will have been worth the anguish.
ReplyDeleteYes, good luck with the BT engineers, and thanks for the suggestion of trying some chilli plants. Worth a try, and much easier than moving!
ReplyDeleteLiz