Nine and a half hours' sorting through papers, conference proceedings, technical papers, personal letters, postcards, old bank statements, etc. If Rappy had left me out of her sight for more than two minutes, I would have run away to join the circus. And tomorrow will be more of the same, but boy am I getting rid of excess baggage! Wheeeee!
And speaking of running away, I will be away next week vacationing at a residential knitting workshop in a converted monastery (with swimming pool) in the neighborhood of La Rochelle, France! Ooh la la! Pippi Bluestocking calls it "Knitting Camp," which is a suitable description for someone like me, in her second childhood. And then, thanks to Ryanair, I will be cavorting around London with that very same droll Pippi, together with Prowesslessnesslessness, and Little Bear, for several days. I'm telling you all this for two reasons: 1) to make you jealous, and 2) to warn you that blogging may be spotty for the next few weeks. Au revoir and cheerio!