856 words. That's hardly what I thought I'd manage yesterday but, once again, I got tied up with the website. I know I said I wouldn't but I was trying to get the group's blogs sorted out and then there were some more links to go in and before I knew it, several hours had passed.
LM (that's the youngest daughter for those who don't know) had to be driven to Nantwich because she wanted to go to the Jazz Festival with some friends. The bottle of vodka that went with her was rather worrying but she assured me she wouldn't get totally plastered and call me to come and rescue her from the evils of throwing up. On arriving back in Crewe I popped in to see a friend but only stayed long enough for her 2 year old grandson to empty the contents of her bin on the living room floor before retreating to the relative safety of home. I say relative because we have a rather nasty looking damp patch on the bedroom ceiling which could well come tumbling down on me at any moment.
Today is bank holiday so I refuse to do any paid work even though I generally work at weekends. Everybody deserves a few days off now and then and I'm sure my clients aren't working themselves silly every hour God sends. I'm up to the point where Leo and Sherry are going to do rude things on an antique Persian rug so I really need to press on and get past that part before I go to the pictures tonight.
A friend (the one with the grandson) and I are going to see 'An American Haunting'. We originally wanted to see 'Pierrepoint' but it's not showing anywhere around here. Fingers crossed we'll be able to see it next week.
Penny's added a 'hello' to the group blog. She's off to London for the RNA lunch and various meets with editors and stuff but has promised to make a proper post when she gets back.
Don't forget that the message boards (forums) are open to anybody so if you're interested in talking writing, feel free to join.
I'm off. I seem to be good at putting words to blog but it's words to book I need.