Clarins, chilling and Goldenford

Had a lovely facial and back massage at Clarins today. Charlotte says my shoulders are less stiff than they've ever been - a minor miracle surely as I've never really known how to relax them. Perhaps my attempt at lying on the floor and meditating for twenty minutes every day (a fairly recent and not always achieved development ...) is working? Who can tell. Though I am also trying to relax whenever I think about it (if that isn't a contradiction in terms), but it's hard to change a lifetime of social defence mechanisms all in a night. As it were. Mind you, I was much cheered by the fact that Charlotte's mother is reading Pink Champagne and Apple Juice and loving it apparently, especially the naughty bits. As well as wondering why she hasn't heard of me before. Ah, well, Mrs Charlotte, it's a mystery indeed. My Z-list authordom comes with its own special invisibility cloak. But so glad you're enjoying the read. Uncle John raises his glass of pink fizz to you. Chilled.

Whilst in Guildford, I've also picked up a copy of the Radio Times and see that there's very little on to grip the interest next week. Sigh. Or if it is on, then it's all in one day and sadly my video is not up to recording it all. Why do they do that?? I have a vision of the evil programmers huddled round their cauldrons deciding which combination of programmes will annoy me the most. Is paranoia setting in, do you think?

Once back home, I had Big Plans for dredging up some more words to The Bones of Summer but actually exhaustion had its way and I had a two-hour nap instead. Which leaves me feeling refreshed but guilty. Ah, nothing is ever perfect in this world ...

Tonight, I'm off minuting the Goldenford meeting. Which means I'll have to video "Heroes" - the new series, hurrah! - and "My Name is Earl". As you can see, I'm a slave to my television.

Today's nice things:

1. Clarins treatments
2. Reader response to Pink Champagne
3. Napping.

Anne Brooke
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