Today I am giving a talk at the London Wetland Centre at 230pm – I’m looking forward to it and maybe I’ll see you there.
However, I have experienced the joys of working at home this week. One day a nice man brought me a lovely book to read (now, admittedly I had ordered it and paid for it, but it still felt like a present when it arrived) and then another man brought me a case of red wine ( ditto!).
When I put the washing on the line I felt the sun on my back and was able to have a look at the late-flowering buddleia in the garden. I think there is a general law about buddleias. When first you look at them it looks as though there are no butterflies but it takes not only a second look but often a third look to spot them. This time there was a red admiral and a small tortoiseshell.
When I heard the ice-cream van outside I nipped out and had a cornet (no flake).
Bringing the washing in a bit later the two butterflies were still present and still difficult to spot – but lovely to watch.
Don’t get me wrong, I got a lot of work done too. It rather helped that I woke up, rather inexplicably, at 3am and when I am awake then I am awake. Working at home, and mainly writing and communicating these days, means that I can do quite a lot of that at any time of day. 5am would be a more normal time for me to wake but that means that by breakfast time I have sometimes done most of a day’s work so the rest of the day can be taken more easily.
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