Of Burts and Brollies August 10, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Journal , 16 commentsReally? It’s Friday again? Crumbs, how did that happen?
I’ve had a rare child-free week which has been jolly marvellous. I have written words aplenty (approximately 5,000), sunburnt my bottom (while reading Jilly Cooper) and talked lots about doing a detox ‘n’ diet week (while swigging G&Ts and munching Burts crisps).
I spent Wednesday gallivanting around Brighton, agreeing with lovely bf that we would make a concerted effort not to go shopping after a wine-fuelled lunch (obviously part of diet ‘n’ detox regime). After wine-fuelled lunch, purchased lilac and lime green cushions, a psychedelic brown & orange flowery umbrella, bright orange nail varnish and tealight holders in luminous, jewel-like colours. These currently grace my study for the purposes of candle-lit novel-writing sessions which will occur during my time of alcohol abstinence.
Managed to drive home from Brighton without getting lost, sobbing helplessly or having to stop at a pub for hysteria-induced wee-based activities.
All these achievements can be considered evidence that I am really quite enjoying being a non-working sort-of writer.
Rejoice, rejoice, my friends for I do proclaim: Sanity will one day be upon us and we shall all carry black umbrellas. Something like that anyway.
