Listening: to Sunday Morning on Radio 3.
Reading: Bill Bryson’s The Road to Little Dribbling. As usual with Bryson I’m amused and irritated in turns but it’s still a good read – the review in the link says it all.
Watching: The Bridge. Of course.
Making: still socks, but I’m sure you’re bored with photos of those.
Also the sampler, and Creative Sprinting.
And just for a change, some books. These are from instructions on Ali Mannings’ informative blog
and these from a book called How to Fold which is not, whatever the title suggests, about origami.
Feeling: almost cheerful. The boiler is fixed, the chair seats have gone to be recaned, and we’ve had an offer we can’t refuse on the house. With no chain! Those who have sold houses know what a blessing that is. I’m dreading actually moving, but we have to do it sooner or later, so probably better now than when we’re even older.
Visiting: we managed to fit in our trip to Walford Mill, as we hoped. They have rearranged the interior, which has resulted in less exhibition space and more shop space, presumably for financial reasons, but I regret it. There was some interesting weaving by Jacy Wall, and the usual tempting ceramics.
Anticipating: another trip to two interesting looking exhibitions in Southampton – George Shaw at the Art Gallery and Gerhard Richter at the new incarnation of the John Hansard Gallery. I expect we will also manage to fit in lunch at the Art House Cafe.