taking the P out of plans

I’m rapidly coming to the conclusion that I just shouldn’t try to plan. It doesn’t suit me, and it usually goes wrong.  And there’s just so much that you can’t plan for – so what’s the point of agonising for months over something and then having to start all over again when things change?  Why not just say One – Two – Three and take a running jump, see where you land and start walking….

Why the introspection?  After deciding to come home to England to be with my lovely LTN we went on a fantastic French holiday to do le ski and le snowboard.  The weather was fantastic, the company epic, the going good – and then the mountain tripped us up and hit us hard.  Or rather it hit LTN hard and so my poor boy has been in hospital for the last week and a half, laid mostly on his back while they found time for him to have bits of metal put in it to mend the broken vertebrae.  It’s going to be ok, he’s walking again now and is being a total hero through all the pain and waiting and wondering what’s going to happen – but it has rather thrown our ‘plans’ into a loop the loop.  So, we’ll just be waiting and seeing and working it out as we go along. 

In the meantime, there are beautiful songs like this one, a long time pleasure


The joy of being back in library land

I will be blogging again, I can feel my typing fingers twitching and my nonsense generation powering up, but in the meantime, books being beautiful, to celebrate my having easy access to the rather wonderful Bristol central library which I love love love:

(via Bookshelfporn via Sarah Moran)