As usual, my head is full of things to write about, not least a novel about a young man living in traditional ways without electricity and modern conveniences in a Chateaux in France – written as an allegory to traditional and correct use of grammar. I can’t quite honestly see myself ever writing that, but the idea was a good one!
I currently have the malady of mushy pea brain as my usual notebook full of ideas of things to write about turn into lists of things I need to do in preparation for our trip to SA, in a weeks time. I realised that for the first time since I was sixteen, I will be flying on a plane without my violin as my hand luggage!
But here I sign off and say there will be no more blogs from me for two and a half weeks. I’m sure I shall return with notebooks full of new ideas and things to write about. Oh yes!!