Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Scar Tissue

What a day. Spent much of it communicating with Deirdre's lot - merry little discussion on suicide/depression/mental illness. Interesting though. Couldn't get Blogger. (Our engineers are working on it.) Did finally, write a post and promptly lost it. Nothing much to say anyway - Granny has been lying on a sofa most of the afternoon with a hot head contemplating a two inch long scar on her upper forearm - delicate pink, shiny, puckered at the edges, surprisingly pretty; a cook's trophy; she always has some of these, if not so big, acquired from shelves in hot ovens. She knows to run them under a cold tap, instantly, so they don't hurt.

Another Calima - hot wind, hot air - 32 Centigrade -probably the reason for Granny's hot head. Some kind of malaise anyway. And she's running out of (new) reading matter. A DISASTER. The only good news - for her - why should it be for anyone else?- is that thanks to the wonders of technology she has been able to set up shop, computer, internet, in a new space, the office, instead of the kitchen; this approximates to a room of her own, even if the shelves above her are full of books with titles like Teach yourself logic/calculus/trigonometry or Henley's Formulas for Home and Workshop or On being a Machine. Not exactly light fiction. But she can play opera loudly, without upsetting Beloved or anyone else. Not that her head encourages that at the moment. But give her time.

5 comments:

  1. Anonymous5:23 am

    Nice blog. You've a bit of a stammer though - bloody blogger.

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  2. Anonymous6:08 am

    I've still got a scar as the result of a little carelessness in the vicinity of the oven.

    A BIG congratulations on finding space to play opera loudly ... I'm not an opera fan .... I prefer the instumental but ... I'm still looking for the space ... especially for the loud.

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  3. Quite right Morphess. Don't know what was wrong with Blogger yesterday - it kept on saying primly 'we can't fulfill your request' or words to that effect, But evidently it did. 4 times!! Anyway I've chucked them.

    Badges of honour, Omykiss. I know from your blog you're a cook too. A good one.

    I like instrumental music too. But the human voice is my great love - after the the cello. So how come I've got a Mr Rochester who hates the sound of the (trained) human voice? Odd that.

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  4. Anonymous11:56 pm

    Bizet's Carmen. Full blast. Heaven.

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  5. Verdi for me! ,,, but Carmen definitely has its moments..

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