I don’t know how long it will last but I am going to try to be better organised from now on. I have been sending off short stories to magazines and not recording when I posted them and and where they went to.
It is the curse of the computer, that if you read an email you feel the communication is complete and sent emails mount up if you don’t delete them.
How much do you print off? I try to save instructions about where and when to go for my talks, but little else. I do print the minutes of the Friendship Centre, but not copies of the articles I send to the newspapers.
September always feels like the start of something new, to me. That comes of being a schoolteacher, I suppose.I need a new focus, if I am not to start another novel.
While we were in Cochem some folk took a trip to Beilstein as it was said to be beautiful. By then we had seen so many lovely villages we stayed in Cochem and were glad to do so as it was a great mix of tourist shops and historical buildings.
We also went to Piesporter and were treated to a wine tasting and brought back a few bottles. We ended up on the Rhine, which is nothing like as picturesque as the Moselle, but Cologne, although busy, was where we finally had our bratwursts. Couldn’t visit Germany without those!
It seems I am getting known at last. I have had two more bookings for a talk in 2017 and will need to remember more about my life before writing as listeners seem to prefer hearing about all the places we have lived in and the jobs I have done. I have recently met some people who are now retired and who have never lived anywhere other than their home village or town.
When we were about to retire I thought about what we would like- nearby shops, the sea, a railway station, theatre or cinema and some countryside. But I suspect we need different things at different stages of our lives. I was in London in my youth, which was great for entertainment, I was in the country at college, and on the coast when we got married. We were in the suburbs with our children and then the Green Belt which was almost perfect.
Now we are by the sea again and all the boxes are ticked. I don’t think we’ll move again.
There’s no exercise classes in August so I’m glad we did a few before our singing group on Thursday. It is the first time I have been able to hear myself. I suppose it was OK but if I didn’t know the tune I didn’t sing.I don’t think I’m a soprano.
We treated ourselves to new wedding rings for our 50th. They are celtic design and I tried to photograph one but I’m not sure how to use the camera.
However enticing the TV may be it is sometimes more enjoyable to go out and experience live entertainment. That is what we did last night and the Sussex Gruffs did not disappoint. This local male voice choir is gaining a reputation for their expert interpretations of show tunes and everything from jazz numbers, opera and novelty songs.
St Symphorian’s Church was a superb setting and the light refreshments a bonus. Worthing has a lot going for it, if only one looks. Sussex seems a very creative place to live.