In this time of gloom, recession and job losses across the globe, it’s nice to be able to ignore newspapers, news, and yes, even books, and simply do some hard work in the garden. The sun has been out for a few days now and so I decided to shake off the bad news about job prospects (there are and will be further redundancies in the company I work for) and do some digging, weed pulling, tidying up and such. It’s very satisfactory to fill corners and borders and pots with colourful messages of spring and summer to come.
I hope my granddaughter will come soon to claim her bike, bought in the same mood of spring and new beginnings (and, let’s be honest, hoping she’ll come and visit soon). Having told her on the phone that I’ve got this wonderful pink contraption waiting for her, she sighed and said ‘oh pink, my favourite colour…’ Life can be so simple, a colour can cheer you up no end; in addition, she subsequently told her parents that ‘finally (!), we will go to England again….’ However, as that may be a while yet with a parent just starting a new job as a junior doctor in a hospital, I shall first go over to see her in a couple of weeks’ time. Life is too short to miss out on little girls.
I have spent this week in battle with Amazon. I ordered part 2 and 3 of Mahfouz’s trilogy for the simple reason that I would then receive them quickly and be able to start reading (within two business days, as Amazon promises), however, nothing arrived on 14th (as promised), neither on any day after that and upt till now. When I e-mailed to complain (twice) I was told I had better wait until 23rd, because sometimes, post-offices just don’t deliver, and perhaps it was a good idea if I sought out my local post office to ask if they were perhaps keeping a parcel for me… Well, if I wanted to scour local post offices for books, I might as well have saved the bother of ordering in the first place and gone to the bookshop. The whole point of ordering was that I had little time to drive to the nearest bookshop and wanted the books – I love spending time in bookshops, ordering the books was a solution to not having the time within the next week or so to visit a bookshop! Needless to say, I still have not received the books and I am waiting for Amazon to tell me how they are going to resolve this. What a waste of time!
To cheer me up about the state of the world and in particular the job unease, younger son reminded me that it was going to be mother’s day today and the local florist delivered a wonderful pot of flowers. I surreptitiously took out the lily which made me sneeze and gave me a swollen throat. Otherwise, it is beautiful and makes me feel loved.
To get rid of all the cobwebs, the undercurrent worries and unease about the state of the world, jobs, bookshops, digging up the garden, a breath of fresh air seemed appropriate for today. Some fresh air that was: the wind swept across the beaches of Norfolk and windsurfers were out in force with their blue, red, black and white kites, jumping across the waves and going at full speed. At last, spring is in the air.