Wednesday, 22 August 2007
Got The Pip
'Made for weather' is making a small impact, which is comforting to see. A great review by Iain Sharp in the 'Sunday Star Times'. A workmate cut out and brought another review which was in Mosgiel's community newspaper.
The dinner on Saturday night was fun. We chatted volubly on subjects dear to the hearts of all who suddenly find themselves on the middle-aged side of young. ABM was mortified when he spilt some red wine on the carpet, and only made worse when I tried to dab it up with a red serviette - silly me. I rang them tonight to see if they had to re-carpet the whole house. P said we really mustn't fret, some stuff she found in the cupboard 'took it right out.' Whew!
The week is almost over. I got six dvds from the library to watch before Thursday night. Why did I do that? 'Blade Runner' is one of them. Harrison Ford when he was desirable.
My daughter and her family were around for a meal last night. She asked what was my fav. Star Wars character. I said R2 D2 - which was apparently the same answer as my granddaughter's. Dunno if this is good or bad. When I asked my daughter what her favourite character was, she said, "Darth Vader of course." (She favours the dark side.) "She tries to anyway," her partner K teased.
I am reading the book, 'Mr Pip' by Lloyd Jones. This book has been doing well in the awards stakes, and selling well overseas (a benchmark to some degree.) Jones is a natural writer and enjoyable to read. The first adjective that comes to mind is 'smooth'. No rough edges or jarring moments. And with the odd surprise of a brilliant description.
The second poetry reading at the Circadian Rhythm is on tonight. I have opted not to go. It's been a rough week at work and tonight I just want to chill out. I don't know when this job of mine will turn a corner and become enjoyable. I keep waiting! Hoping for a miracle. It is probably the most un-enjoyable job I have ever done. I am applying flat-out for another. 'nuff said.
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