It's been a chilly but occasionally sunny day here chez Casa Reynard, and much more pleasant than yesterday.
Did not sleep well. First, the brain wouldn't switch off. After I signed off here, I ended up pulling bits out of my archive for the editor overseeing that error-strewn article. What I thought might be a half hour to find the relevant references and zip off a quick e-mail ended up taking me nearly three hours. Whoops. And then my back started to remind me that it wasn't happy with things.
I slept in this morning, which helped somewhat. Spent the morning splitting logs, as the stuff that I've hauled in off the fence is much to big to fit in the grate as is - most of it is in the region of 8 to 12 inches in diameter. Unfortunately big lumps have their issue - half of one squirted off the axe and landed with some brio on my poorly foot. Ouch!
I've been finding it uncomfortable to drive as it is, but I think that's now kiboshed any though of going to Race Retro on Friday. I already was in two minds about it given it's £30 to get in, and I'll need about the same in fuel as it's over the two hours to get to Stoneleigh (it's a venue used a lot for cat shows), but I'm not sure it's a good idea to drive for four hours and then trot around a motor show all day.
Lovely luncheon of a ham, cheese & coleslaw sandwich, fruit and a
I'm now making marmalade.