Followers of my blog with keen powers of observation may have been conscious of a sudden deathly hush from this direction.
At present we are going through a few of the things that one of my favourite fantasy characters, Wizard Prang, might describe as ‘a rather awkward little spot of bother, what-what,’ – after seeing both his wings fall off in mid-flight.
It does make one sick when bad health
Sneaks up on a fambly by stealth,
And even less fun
When run out of mon –
A shortage of health and of wealth!
I have also been fully occupied with a spate of fascinating but taxing editing, involving a variety of immensely promising novels very different in style and content from one another. Switching between the times and places in which they are set has been testing my mental agility to the utmost.
In spite of cold and windy weather, the sea has been a scene of some enchantment lately. Whales have been romping around merrily, and those are not white horses in all those tiny specks, but are actually large numbers of canoes heading down the South Coast for reasons I never did determine. How I miss my deceased cameras with optical zoom!