January blues, a new lease of life for Champers and a night at the theatre

I think the trouble at the moment is definitely the January blues. What a horrible month – everyone seems to be suffering. I was as strung out as I’ve ever been last night, so poor Lord H kept a low profile. Wise move really. Today I’ve taken a necessary dosage of those miracle Quiet Life pills and I’m hoping for a calmer me. Ho ho. In the meantime, here’s this morning’s poem:

Meditation 47

When all is finished
you come

for the affirmation,
bearing all the things

you have made:
leather and stone,

gold, bronze,
incense.

But what if
the air is still

and God is silent?


I’m getting near to the end of Exodus now, but continue finding my way through Luke’s Gospel, so I’m going to have to move onto Leviticus in terms of my Old Testament reading fairly soon. Hmm, making any kind of poetry from that will certainly be a challenge …

Mind you, the good news is that the eBook of Pink Champagne and Apple Juice is now available in a Kindle version at Amazon US and at Mobipocket so if you fancy a fun and warm-hearted read to cheer up your January, get yourself a copy and enjoy! And many thanks to the lovely Leslie at Bristlecone Pine Press for sorting it all out – much appreciated.

I walked into town at lunchtime in an attempt to replace my woolly hat which I appear to have lost since the weekend, dammit. However, Milletts appears to have closed down (sigh), so I made do with rice and make-up instead. It won’t keep my ears warm though …

This afternoon, I’ve had my first meeting of the year which happened to be the Nursery Management Group. It’s also my last one, as someone else is taking over the admin for that particular meeting. It was supposed to be the annual review as well, but that will have to be postponed as there weren’t enough people there for that, so we just stuck to the usual format instead. At least it wasn’t too complicated a start to the year. Phew. Plus catering provided real coffee so I succumbed to the call of caffeine. Hmm, I’ll be up all night then …

Tonight, Lord H and I are supporting the husband of one of his colleagues (who’s in it) by going to the theatre to see Stand By Your Beds – a new musical. I suspect it will show life as it really is in the NHS, you know …

And as a postscript to the day, one of Ruth's online finance group has come up with a wonderful strapline which he includes with all his emails: Happy Days (punctuated by black pockets of despair). Fabulous. A work of genius, methinks ...

Today’s nice things:

1. Poetry
2. The new eBook version of Champers
3. A night at the theatre
4. Fabulous straplines.

Anne Brooke
Anne's website - creating its own heady mix of joy and despair ...