Sweets

Friday 4th: Loads of writing today, sometimes it’s like that. I slept so badly (this is becoming a refrain) and then woke up at an ungodly hour, unable to go back to sleep. Falmouth was drowning in mist first thing, very strange to look out and not see the harbour at all, or even the railway line.

So I got up and made the best of being awake, by eating. I think I wake up because I’m hungry, and my stomach is craving toast, sugary cereal and coffee. I had to disappoint it with plain weetabix though. It’s cheap.

It ended up that I stayed in the kitchen the whole morning, still in my pyjamas, disgraceful. Then I went and set up in bed trying to keep warm and wrote some more vagaries in my notebook. I got on a streak though, and filled a few pages, very satisfying.

It’s much colder today, how can that be? Yesterday summer was not far, today winter has only just gone. I haven’t been able to get warm all day. I guess sitting in front of a laptop or a notebook doesn’t do your circulation much good. Maybe that’s why my fingers go dead-looking so easily.

After a while I headed to Tescos to stop my eyes from seizing up. Unfortunately, I was struck by a need for sugar, and was pulled towards the deli nearby where they sell the best liquorice allsorts ever, RJ’s allsorts, luscious. All different colours, and the colours even taste differently, so pink does taste of strawberry. The whole bag, I’m ashamed to say, is now gone. So I took another long walk, a very long walk winding round the castle and headland, then along the front.

Couldn’t stay away from the laptop for long though, it’s becoming an addiction in itself. I did manage though to set up a few things online I’ve mean to for ages, and yes, I posted another chapter of my story. That was some of the draw for the laptop, I needed my fix of reviews. And I’m still sitting here now, writing, checking, reading. I really, really need to go to bed before I start falling over. Just a few sentences more…