Wet, grey miserable day all day. Heavy downpours. Cold, like April. One bit of blue turned up and I when I turned to look at it properly it disappeared.
Stayed indoors because that was the driest option, and besides I had a kitchen unit to finish. Finished it at last.
In an idle moment I worked-out that I’d spent a total of about 250 euros on my kitchen. That’s a result isn’t it? Despite my previous moanings about the cost of the wood I’ve managed to put together something I’m actually quite proud of for much less than I had expected (and certainly a lot less than MFI).
In another idle moment (you get idle moments round here) I noticed that the birds sitting on the telephone wires outside were making music. Not audible music, but written music! There are 5 wires on the pole and that makes a music stave of some kind. When the birds sit on different wires they make a different tune if you read the music. Now I’m not sure what key they were in, but I could have sworn that the first few birds were sitting on doh-reh-me-doh. That’s Frere Jacques surely? Now that’s impressive.
Although I wanted to idle around some more to see what other music they knew, I had to get on with cleaning the house. Ilka’s coming tomorrow and I don’t want the place looking like it’s been lived in do I?
