The sun is shining this morning for the first time for weeks. I`m just back from my early walk with Wiggins, knee deep in mud. Most of the snow has gone, there is just the pathetic remains of a dirty old snowman in the middle of the village green. But three nights ago I was stranded in a blizzard for a couple of hours driving from Brighton to Ditchling. I had none of the things with me that you are supposed to have:spade, torch etc but survived with Wiggins and Radio 4 for company.
The bungalow I looked at last week is a distinct possibility, but I dread the whole process of moving. It is so hazardous. I was lucky when I sold my house in Winchester as my lovely neighbour bought it from me without any pesky agents.
I went to see the film Les Miserables. A mistake. I never like musicals and this one lasted over two and a half hours without a break. The worst thing was close- ups of singers showing their tonsils, teeth and huge pink wet tongues. There were some incredible scenes which quite took your breath away but it went on too long and it was very sentimental. In fact I find that most things last too long but perhaps that is just a symptom of old age.
I have started re reading George Orwell, brilliant writing. There`s lots of them so it will take me some time. I am just in the middle of
`Coming Up for Air` .