Spidery

Beloved's robot is wowing them in Liverpool: though Granny fears it has got rather too hot competition with the spider currently moving through the city; which made it difficult to reach his hotel last night. But she doesn't think he minds. He too likes that spider. Still less will he mind when he goes down south and gets another visit with his new grandchild. Granny doesn't know which she is more jealous of spider or baby - spider maybe- she will, after all, get to see the baby before too long: meantime she has, as her mother would say 'to possess her soul in patience' a phrase Granny rather loves, archaic as it. Biblical probably. (Her mother said it very often, probably because she was as far from being a patient person as granny herself.)

But at least back here the weather is better. Even if the house does seem very quiet. Even quieter - deathly quiet - Granny thought at first, until she realised the battery on her hearing aid had run out. But she has Beloved's holey - as opposed to holy - t-shirts to take off the washing-line to remind her of him, plus the Lanzarote guide which sits on the driving seat in the truck in order to raise one buttock above the other...it helps his back, he says, in some way totally mysterious to Granny. Oh and she has his somewhat wistful dog, the Tiresome Terrier to remind her too and his workroom full of old brass and wood, more like an Oxford room than a Canarian one.

It has stopped blowing altogether for the moment; though not for long, judging by the forecast for later in the week. Meantime she's enjoying the quiet. And how. And tonight she will get to watch the Producers on TV - without having to argue the case. (But you saw it on stage? Why do you want to see it again on film? asked Beloved when she told him about it. Please explain someone. )

What a world. When Granny sees the horrors that go on everywhere - the brutality, the corruption, the short-term greed that wrecks localities and environments - plenty of that microcosmically on show here on this island - when she sees Sarah Palin and others of her like - she begins to think she hates people. But this morning she found the Liverpool spider on Youtube. And seeing that she thinks: but if people can do this, I love them after all. LOVE THEM. What a weird, funny, interestingly creepy, brilliant MARVEL. Three cheers for it. Three cheers for them. Yes -REALLY.