Lord H has been wondering recently about buying a Mac instead of a PC to replace one of our computers, and now it's arrived, hurrah! What a wonderful machine it is too - so scarily modern, with everything in-built. Weird. It even has Office software, so everything looks fairly similar to what we're used to. We're calling it Morris, if you're asking. It'll be Lord H's computer, but if we like it, then I suspect I'm going to get one too. Though we'll be keeping a PC, just in case. As you do. I fear the time will come, m'dears, when we'll have to get a larger flat, just to put our computers in. Lordy, but we're sad.
Anyway, today we have been to Pulborough Brooks, partly in a vain attempt to see one of the two common cranes that were there early in the week. Allegedly. Well, they're not there now! Bugger. Though we did see two red admiral butterflies, the first of the spring swallows and a great spotted woodpecker. Along with the usual suspects. Lunch was nice too - honestly, Pulborough Brooks does the best lunches ever. My mushroom soup was to die for. Though I have to admit Lord H's order of onion soup did strangely turn out to be tomato. Well, they were busy - it was difficult. And we're British so naturally we didn't complain. Not the Empire Spirit, you know.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I am trying to do the final touches to the book covers on the Goldenford website - which you can't see yet, I'm afraid, so you'll just have to trust me on that one. And I'm thinking about doing something to The Bones of Summer, but don't hold your breath. Especially as I'm being sidetracked by having to watch the Grand National, a humdinger of a race, to be sure. And, no, neither of Lord H's office sweepstake horses won. Or, as far as I could tell, even finished. It was all very exciting anyway - my, how I love a good gallop. Well, as long as I'm just watching - I was always rubbish at actually staying on the ruddy animals and never progressed much beyond an (unintentional and quite terrifying) canter. And that's quite a revelation for a country girl.
But, sigh, the final "Torchwood" of the series is over. I have to say it seemed a bit of a cop-out to me. I mean getting rid of two main characters is a no-brainer tension button and I thought they could have done rather better. I was strangely unmoved. Also, where the hell has the Jack/Ianto heat gone?? Did they decide to downplay it to save our maidenly blushes? I hope to goodness they rediscover it, should they do another series. Which, naturally, I hope they do. In the meantime, I am relying on the new "Doctor Who" for my SF/fantasy input tonight. And go for it, Catherine T! We all love a redhead! Redheads are the New Blonde.
Today's nice things:
1. Our new Mac
2. Watching the first of the swallows
3. The Grand National.
The old Goldenford site