This is where we’re going tomorrow. Flat, isn’t it?
This is Spalding in Lincolnshire, where my mother now lives. We’re taking the boy and, with luck, whilst he spends a bit of time with his granny, I can write some more of that book proposal, hammer out an application for a museum project, visit the excellent Bookmark bookshop and get a bit of sleep in. Wish me luck.
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Flat isn’t it?
That’s no reflection on your mother, unless she made it flatter. Thank you, Noel Coward.
Gosh you’ve been busy, I knew I’d only been away a day and a bit, but looking at all your new posts I was convinced I’d had a knock to the head and in fact been out for the count for some time, waking up none the wiser!
Anyways, thank you for the little note of encouragement, it’s much appreciated
Ellie