Well there's all manner of things that you could do, but can you be bothered?
I think that's how most of us feel when it's cold and wet. The answer is just to force yourself to keep going and get on with things, which is what I did.
Spent the morning almost wrapping up the May Hethersett Herald. I say almost as I'm keeping a few pages open for tonight's annual parish meeting when I'm hoping two emotive subjects will be discussed - vandalism in the village and the lack of medical services.
Meanwhile there was some good news on Saturday. The King's Head has re-opened after its latest closure. This closure was very short with new licensees taking over and I think everyone in the village is hoping that this time it will stay open.
Whilst I worked on the emagazine I listened to the flashback chart on Boom Radio which brought back plenty of memories.
They played the chart from 30th April, 1972. it included Deborah from T Rex who I believe at that time were still called Tyrannosaurus Rex. Has there ever been a vocalist so unintelligible as Marc Bolan? I can't understand a word he's singing. Still like him though even if I do continually have to look up the lyrics on the internet.
"What's the internet" asks the man from 1972?
The chart also included the likes of Johnny Cash, David Cassidy, Vickie Leandross, Nilsson, Ringo Starr and the number one was (and get this for a catchy title) Amazing Grace by the Pipes and drums and the Military Band of the Royal Scots Dragoon Guards.
I have never liked Amazing Grace. Yes I know its history and importance but I have always found it tedious.
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I have to say that Jane McDonald's Cruising programme often brightens up my Sunday morning when I'm in the study progressing various writing projects.
I have a love hate relationship with travel shows as you know but I do enjoy this one as the presenter is slightly off the wall. Actually she's often totally off the wall. Yesterday she featured two cruises we have been on. One was to Alaska and the other around the Baltics. I didn't realise that there is no road in pr put of Juneau the capital. You have to get there either by sea or air. Seems rather strange to have such a place as a state capital.
I do remember going to Katchekan which was a strange place. All part of the Alaskan goldrush but there wasn't much to it. A few roads north to south and another few east to west. We went on a long trip out to the Goldfields otherwise we would have struggled to find things to do there.
On one of the trips they popped Ms McDonald in the owners' suite which made it look a bit as if she was freeloading, which she probably was.
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On Saturday on my way into Norwich I dropped a copy of our book Hell in Paradise off to Derek James who is a very well respected Norfolk journalist who gets to the heart of Norfolk with his features.
Yesterday I got an email from Derek and I hope he doesn't mind if I quote him.
"I started reading the book last night and was still reading it well past midnight.
"Absolutely brilliant.
"You and John have produced a wonderful book introducing us to those involved in the massacre and telling the story of what happened so well."
I hope you didn't mind me puffing my plumage a touch. Sometimes when people say such things about something I have written I almost feel embarrassed as they seem to think it's much better than I do.
But of course I don't want the praise to stop!!!
Yes three exclamation marks there.
I must stop buying books
I must stop buying books
I must stop buying books
Just another 230 or so to go. If you read my previous blog you will know what I am talking about.