There is indeed light at the end of the tunnel. It’s not just that we are now in the final week of this folly, but this as I set of this morning the birds were singing and the sky seemed just a touch brighter and the promise of spring seemed a little closer. On the subject of darkness, over Christmas I read an incredibly spooky ghost story called Dark Matter. It tells the tale of a 1930s expedition taking place in the endless darkness of an Arctic winter and quite honestly scared me half to death in places (admittedly this may have been my own fault for choosing it as reading matter when I was having trouble sleeping. Idiot).
The kit that they took on these jaunts was absolutely incredible (Scott took a printing press and a piano to the Antarctic – I learned this on honeymoon courtesy of Kelly Tarlton’s Antarctic Encounter and Underwater World, or as we call it Kelly Tarlton’s World of Fish) and always makes me feel slightly better when I worry about excessive packing for a weekend away.
Tonight is yoga night and it’s another early one tomorrow.
Kelly Tarltons is so expensive! I wanted to take Emma while she was up, but why when you could just plonk her down in front of Sir David for an hour.
‘Dark Matter’ – it is a fantastic read – beautifully written..
Oh great… now instead of sleeping for Februathon, I will be up all night reading Dark Matter! I can barely let myself read novels sometimes, as I will get hooked & keep on them so ravenously that all else in life stops until I finish my bloody book…
Only 5 more days til I can run whenever I feel like it, instead of daily. I’m going to bike & swim & read novels soon. Can’t wait!
Ooh that looks good (she says opening her kindle account in another tab…)