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Old Prayers and long naps

Am happy to say that I actually managed a whole night asleep last night and lying down in the bedroom, hurrah. Mind you, when I woke up I spent about two hours coughing and snorting, but hey it's progress. So I for one am certainly not complaining.

Other happy news is that my Good Friday poem, Old Prayers, is now published at Every Day Poets and can be found here. I hope you like it.

This morning, Lord H and I have pottered around slowly cleaning the flat, and so we are now decent for the first time in two weeks. It's amazing how much difference a bit of spit (not literally, I hasten to add ...) and polish can make you feel. And at lunch we celebrated the solemnity of the occasion with hot cross buns (Lord H's utter favourite food item, apart from chocolate) and lashings of butter. Lordy, but I think on reading back that last sentence that I may have been taken over by the spirit of Enid Blyton. Tally ho, and anyone for ginger beer?...

I've then spent about 3 or 4 hours this afternoon napping - well, cleaning and eating can be so exhausting, you know. So I'm suitably refreshed for spending the rest of the day collapsed in Couch Potato Position 1 in front of the TV. Might even do some reading. Talking of which, I enjoyed Henning Mankell's collection of Wallander short stories and novella, The Pyramid. Lovely to find out more about that most complex of foreign detectives and his mysterious past, plus keep up-to-date with the ebbs and flows of the Swedish weather system. Well worth a read for sure.

Today's nice things:

1. Sleeping
2. Old Prayers being published
3. Having a clean flat
4. Hot cross buns
5. TV
6. Books.

Anne Brooke
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