We went to the Farmers Market of course...and I bought the customery Danish pastries all sticky with icing and a drizzle of sharp marmalade and totally crammed with plump sultanas...then I went to the library while Millie and Himself walked around the park and accosted little old ladies and small people in pushchairs...
And I found an excellent...and brand new book, on a shelf in the library about the men who wrote the Four Annals of Ireland...I tucked it under my arm with great delight while trawling the other shelves for thrillers.
The Four Annals are an account of the early history of Ireland written by a group of learned scholars and monks...not that I have a hope of reading the original writings mind you...but the life stories of those who put quill to parchment will be interesting to say the least.
I sat up until late yesterday evening cramming down a truly nightmarish book written by Mo Hayder about the Nanking Massacre...quite unlike her other thrillers, this was based on factual events about the so-called Beast of Nanking...I'd downloaded it to my Kindle so couldn't flip the pages over to the end to make certain it ended well! I loathed every word as the story built up the threat and the menace on every page...but it was one of the most outstanding books I've ever read...it'll continue to haunt me though.
It's been an odd day weatherwise...cold this morning with a distinct hint of the Autumn to come and then the sun came out this afternoon and it was bright and cheerful again.
I've not done much though...put a load of washing into the machine to boil...and then I trawled through Ancestry and read about the Battle of Bosworth Field and found some effigies of long distant relatives and wished I'd started this family tree lark sooner...
I did brush Bobby ...he gets his coat in a tangle and it takes ages to brush it all out...knots and lumps and those sweetheart seeds which stick like glue...Eilis was seriously jealous and came and laid herself across my knees so I had to brush her as well...
Himself listened to all the 'phone calls we've had and not bothered to answer and deleted them all in one fell swoop so now I'll never know what the Public Health Nurse wanted two weeks ago...then he went outside and chopped some brambles down.
Tom has had a second crop of silage baled so I don't want to hear a single word about the lack of fodder this winter thankyou all the same...and I picked a big bunch of Pink Phlox and put them in an earthenware jar on the cupboard in the sitting room.
Small biting cat seems to have recovered from his cold thank heavens...he'd been sneezing and snuffling and had mucus coming from his nose last week and I thought he'd need to go to the vet...but he's grand now. Not a trace of the sniffles and he's well enough to sink his teeth into my ankle.
The two black brothers have the very best cat food this week but only because the cheaper stuff was sold out...it's false ecomony anyway to get the cheap stuff....they're hungry again five minutes after eating it, whereas Whiskas...which costs a small fortune....keeps their tummies full and satisfied for ages.
Better go into the kitchen and have a think about supper...wonder what Whiskas cat food actually tastes like....