Amsterdam Editorial
This morning it is as though I am still asleep – my body is heavy and objects seem to have a peculiar dream-likeness about them, as though they were representative symbols rather than objects in & of themselves. As an example - when putting the collar on the cat this morning, I could have sworn that I was asleep, as I was mentally observing myself & analysing my actions, trying to find some meaning to what I was doing. Most bizarre.
This all stems from the single fact of - for some strange reason - neither Carole nor I slept well last night. We held a conversation over several hours, with each sentence interspersed with fitful sleep, concerning the heat of the house & whether we had accidentally turned up the thermostat. I suspect that it was something to do with last nights activities, where C entertained one of her colleagues & we took the opportunity to investigate a restaurant; we finally settled on an Indian Tandoori and it was very good. Not, I hasten to add, up to the ‘near perfection’ of the Grove, but certainly in that ball-park. As to her colleague, she was pleasant enough, but it was rather trying at times – she was a member of the “in” crowd, straight from university, was popular and had nary a trace of geekery about her (hobbies included collecting shoes & watching ‘s3x in the city’ – shes an alien life form as far as I’m concerned), so the conversation was, at times, rather stilted, but pleasant enough. We couldn’t work her out, she couldn’t work us out, but we went away happy in the knowledge that everyone was trying to get along nicely. So despite our differences, it was still a ‘pretty good’ evening, all told.
And today is the last day of the Year-End processing; to say that I am mentally tired would be an understatement. I am seriously considering taking Monday off in its entirety – but I’m probably going to save that up & take Friday 27th off instead, cos that’s the Friday after my birthday…
S
This all stems from the single fact of - for some strange reason - neither Carole nor I slept well last night. We held a conversation over several hours, with each sentence interspersed with fitful sleep, concerning the heat of the house & whether we had accidentally turned up the thermostat. I suspect that it was something to do with last nights activities, where C entertained one of her colleagues & we took the opportunity to investigate a restaurant; we finally settled on an Indian Tandoori and it was very good. Not, I hasten to add, up to the ‘near perfection’ of the Grove, but certainly in that ball-park. As to her colleague, she was pleasant enough, but it was rather trying at times – she was a member of the “in” crowd, straight from university, was popular and had nary a trace of geekery about her (hobbies included collecting shoes & watching ‘s3x in the city’ – shes an alien life form as far as I’m concerned), so the conversation was, at times, rather stilted, but pleasant enough. We couldn’t work her out, she couldn’t work us out, but we went away happy in the knowledge that everyone was trying to get along nicely. So despite our differences, it was still a ‘pretty good’ evening, all told.
And today is the last day of the Year-End processing; to say that I am mentally tired would be an understatement. I am seriously considering taking Monday off in its entirety – but I’m probably going to save that up & take Friday 27th off instead, cos that’s the Friday after my birthday…
S