Where Was I?

Sharon - thank you. I'm taking your comment as an encouragement to walk tomorrow.

Cherie - the back is doing a lot better, with only the occasional spasm. I think moving more and eating less is the way to go, with possible ibuprofen. The Magic Braised Burning Pot cost £21.99 and, if I can cook stuff like pasta and quinoa in it, will probably pay for itself quite quickly, with the prices of today's energy. I'll share when I use it.

Bless - Bear's motivation continues. He's really working hard at it. I'm just glad he has a distraction from his studies.

Eileen - I can't wait for bear to see Henry V. It's one of my favourite plays. I'm totally calling it 'Magic' all the time.

It's been a few days since I posted and I still haven't caught up properly with the blogs. I've been in a sort of haze. I am not sure whether it's that time of life, my general lack of focus or whether I've been thinking too much about the writing. 

We never got to see Henry V at the City Varieties last week as it was cancelled due to projection failure. It was heartbreaking, but at least I checked my emails before I set off so we didn't have a wasted journey. There was only about an hour to go before the start, and I'm sure that the poor box office had to do a lot of explaining to people who hadn't checked their emails and had come a distance. I managed to book tickets to see it at Vue Cinema tomorrow. It's the same production, being shown at a different place. It was slightly less expensive as well. Not only that, but the drive to the cinema will be a lot less fraught and the parking is soooooo much easier. Bear's drama course continues with extra drama. I'm not sure of the exact nature of what's going on, but I think that it's very teenage. 

Friday was interesting. I dropped bear off in the centre of Bradford during rush hour without incident. But the place I stopped was 'pay and display' and I didn't want to pay, so bear rushed out of the car and I drove off without setting my satnav to get home. I wasn't too worried about that as no matter which way I came out of Bradford, I knew enough about the surrounding roads and road numbers to know that I would eventually be able to find my way. And it was true. I missed one exit because a tree had grown over the sign for Leeds, but soon enough I got to a road that led to the A58 and I knew that once I was on that then I would have no problem working out a direction. 

Unfortunately I got stuck at Chain Bar Roundabout. It's one of those huge roundabouts that links two motorways and a couple of main roads. I was half an hour - thirty two minutes - stuck on the roundabout. It was absolutely gridlocked. I don't know if it's like that every rush hour, but I needed to cross a few lanes or I would end up in Hull. At one point, when it looked like I would never get past an obnoxious Audi, I considered it. I kept putting the clutch in neutral, the handbrake on and just working my legs as I was getting incredibly stiff. Pick up at 11pm was fine, although I didn't end up dropping off any other teen. Apparently something something something something changed mind. I was glad that I would be able to get home earlier. 

And all my pics seem to have vanished. I'm sure that I took a few over the last day or so, but here is the one thing I can find - some toadflax that is growing in a crack in the wall. I always think it looks sweet, so I think I will leave it alone. 

Writing stuff - today's flash fiction is here. 

Hugs and good health to all.