So after 2 weeks of pretty intensive traveling, tight schedules, house selling, tax negotiations, Web stuff, conference committees, receptions with, you know, important people, visits to first division journalistic players, seeing my mummy who is 89, seeing my brother and sister to indulge in many colonoscopy related conversations, I am at last back to what is now home.
Oh the joy of a day doing nothing. I love to potter. No hurry, no deadline, no flight to catch but the pleasure of polishing silver spoons.
Put a Japanese plug on my camera battery charger.
Repair the beading on my desk.
Build the Heartful Bird for the bathroom.
Listen to music, learn a new tune on the flute, Dublin Porter, 05 Navvy on the Shore, Glen of Aherlow, Dublin Porter, Pinch of Snuff, and lots of other small tasks that have been left undone.
I think the Italians say, “il dolce far niente“. I say potter.