Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Midshipman, just ask and cucumber.

1. While unpacking, I picked Mr Midshipman Hornblower out of Nick's stacks and shuffled it on to the end of my reading queue. I was very taken by it -- he's a pleasingly frail creation, full of doubts and fears, but driven by determination to do well. C. S. Forster treats him so sympathetically that I felt Hornblower's pains and triumphs. The story clips along and I was almost afraid to put the book down in case something happened while I wasn't looking.   

2. To have a husband who can explain the intimate details of the Georgian navy AND knows what a taffrail is. 

3. Sparkling dew drops make a jewel of the cut end of my cucumber.

Not forever, mauve skin and at sunset.

1. I'm having a busy few days as I work towards some deadlines, but I know it won't be forever, and I've got lots to look forwar...