A morning of writing up - frantically! - my Steering Group minutes, then an early lunch and on to the Student Experience Group meeting, for minuting. Seemed to have a lot of discussion, with not many actions/decisions, but that seems to be the nature of the game with that one. Have a sinking feeling that we'll be doing the same thing next month ... That's university life for you.
No post when we got back home, so obviously nobody loves us today. And I can strike any very tenuous (more than tenuous ...) hopes of getting anywhere in the BBC National Short Story competition (http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio4/arts/frontrow/short_story_terms.shtml) as have heard nothing from them. No surprises there then.
Still, Lord H made a gorgeous chicken, potato & onion dish, followed by pancakes and ice cream, so all was not doom and gloom. And there are more pancakes left for tomorrow (thank goodness for shop-bought ones), hurrah!
Linda Smith, the comedienne, died yesterday, but just on the news today. She was marvellous - very funny, with a great voice. I'll really miss her. And so young too - only 48 years old. Not that much older than me. It really brings mortality home; am beginning to think any of us might go at any minute. At least she achieved something of what she wanted to achieve however, whereas if I go tonight I'll have achieved virtually nothing in terms of my (non-existent) writing career. It would be nice to have "writer" instead of "secretary" on my gravestone. Hmm, fat chance.
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