day off 3 February 2008
I have a day off work today and am at home in Dublin so all is just that bit weird, really. The food and surroundings are better than a hotel, though, and the cat is dribbling like a right eejit to see me (but also makes sure to go sit on the hubby so that he doesn’t feel too abandoned…or perhaps as he was sitting closer to the radiator watching rugby and sport for the day it could be that he is warmer…and then again he may be a nicer person than me – hey, i can’t figure out what goes on in that creature’s head…nor the cat, for that matter)
A lazy day of washing the mountain of clothes that have been dragged around the country on my back (and in fairness a machine did the business end of all that) but also with some other delights – for example I read THE ROAD by Cormac McCarthy, which is very poetic and bleak, and followed it up with almost the opposite, the movie IT’S A WONDERFUL LIFE. The character of Tranio in our play dings a bell at the beginning of the show and from now on when I hear it I will imagine it means that an angel has got his wings (or her wings, even?) as the film has it.
