Fabulous weekend with the Chief Plotting Advisor: eating, drinking, shopping, walking, plotting, detoxing wardrobe … We both agreed that we couldn’t afford to spend any money, went into town to buy some eye drops for CPA, and came home several hours later laden with carrier bags. Let’s hear it for retail therapy.
All that, and George Clooney too! Not in person, sadly, but on screen in The Descendants, which I thought was pretty good, although I am by inclination more of romcom girl. But it was wonderfully unsentimental and very well acted. I laughed at some bits, and cried at another, and was absorbed throughout. I have a very low boredom threshold, and it takes a lot to hold my attention, so George definitely gets my Oscar nomination.
Oh, and as if that wasn’t a good enough time, we booked a holiday. The Dingle Way, here we come! Had to endure the torture of booking a flight with Ryanair online (aaaarrrgghh) but apparently there is no other sensible way to get to Kerry. Anyway, it’s done, and we’re going to Ireland at the end of May so fingers firmly crossed now for some decent weather. We’re going to walk the whole Way, all 112 miles of it, and it does look beautiful … if only we can see it through the rain!
All in all, am feeling in a much better mood than when I blogged last week. Douglas is still being silly about the cat flap, but I am standing firm. As for Frith, I’ve decided to succumb and carry on with this draft in the first person, since she seems to want it so much. Let her write this story if she’s so determined to. This is my last job before I start work again, and I’m handing over to her, so we’ll see how she gets on …