I should finish telling you about going shopping after gardening while still wearing my gardening clothes. My shopping was of the unexciting kind. It involved getting a new gas canister on which the production of hot water in my household is dependent, and putting fuel in my car, on which so many aspects of my... Continue Reading →
The Scatterling series – 31, 32 & 33 – er, & 34
My handwriting is very scribbly these days, so here is a transcription of the words on the pink bit of paper: Someone in the tax office today reminded me how much I dislike the sound of finger nails drumming on wood. Since the arbitrary delineation marking the passage of time has recently clocked the addition... Continue Reading →
500 words before breakfast
Content warning: Vegetarians will not like the images. In my penultimate post you saw a smidgin of my analysis of 2015 figures, which was the first step in figuring out how I would like to deal with 2016. The chief problem I had was one of proper time management. So I have come up with... Continue Reading →
Transforming coffee
It is with a sense of enormous privilege that I am able to derive the benefit of another translator's wisdom gleaned from slightly more years' experience than I have in my own bag of goodies. What is more, I was able to obtain permission to quote the perspicacious and precise woman immediately that my mind... Continue Reading →
Dealing with Ditsy
Ditsy is the new character in my life passing itself off as my alter ego and also the description which best fits some of the ways I seem to be accomplishing the most basic tasks these days. Let me emphasise right away that being ditsy is not my preferred way of being nor ever has... Continue Reading →
That was silly
My apologies, everyone. It was very silly indeed to change my blog's theme and think it would only take ten minutes to sort it out. As far as blogging goes, I am essentially - as depicted above - not here. I shall turn the search bar on. That'll help until I have some time to... Continue Reading →
The Scatterling series – 2 & 3
Self-restraint. That was one word I plugged into the last batch of editing I have just completed. How apt! You see, I have been itching to blog, but managed to keep a lid on it until I had finished a section. I exercised self-restraint. It is also fitting to mention at this juncture that I... Continue Reading →
The Scatterling series – 1
I am going to be very busy during the next four months editing a translation of a very long biography. I anticipate that this will leave me little time to blog. I have decided that the easiest way of giving you something to read on a regular basis is to reproduce here a couple of... Continue Reading →
Byronic potatoes
I dedicate my lunch today to Lord Byron. One look at the photo above, and you may think that is an insult - either to Lord Byron or to the carapau assado, a typical Portuguese dish, depending on your opinions regarding either or both. Before I explain, and since I am talking about Byron, I... Continue Reading →
Decisions
Sources of Joy - Days 96 and 97 Perhaps I have been unduly influenced by a curious blend, inter alia∗, of pop psychology, New Age thinking and French literary trends c. 1920–1960. Today's events on my little planet revolved around the theme of choice, something I expounded upon at length for about a decade straddling... Continue Reading →
That elusive pair of jeans 