Saturday, 24 April 2010


Two weeks without rain and the garden is dusty and dry. The water butt, full of March rain,is now empty. The air is heavy. Is it volcanic dust or just the lack of moisture usually present?

Usually, when the weather is good I make for the sea, but I've been too lethargic to go, blaming it on the weekly increase in the cost of petrol, but it is more than that. I have become tired and lack the motivation.

I remember one June a few years ago when the weather was hot and sultry, and then at last it rained. We went out to dance in the rain, to feel its cool wetness on our skin and hair. I am waiting now for a shower,for my bleached out honesty flowers to be refreshed to their bright purple-pink colour, and for the air to feel less dusty and dry.

Monday, 5 April 2010


My son and his friend have made a Facebook page for the cat. The cat isn't fussed about it, and I can't find the page as my son has forgotten the password. I have several passwords and always find I can't access things as I've used the wrong one.

My eldest daughter used to change her password every week,and then couldn't use the school computer system as she couldn't get in. I am like that with pin numbers and use the wrong one on the wrong card.

Life seems to be so complicated now,and no one writes letters or sends postcards. Why should they with the post going up yet again? So there are e cards and animated e mails and Facebook where you can see the social life of your cat,if you can dredge your memory for the right password.

When I was a child a password was something special;it was the word chosen that let you into the group.The letters spelt out a magic, and doors opened