Why do Saturdays arrive so quickly?
My weeks are uneventful nowadays and I always seem to be writing 6-w-S. I’ve hardly put my nose outside the door this week, and haven’t a great deal to show for April. Too cold – more frost than we’ve had all winter.
I’m still embroidering butterflies on the pineapple quilt, so I won’t bore you with that until it’s finished. The annual penance of doing the tax return is almost complete – just waiting for one more bit of paper to arrive. It’s the last day of NaPoWriMo today. For the first time in years I haven’t slavishly followed poetry prompts, though I have written a new poem almost every day..
The high spot of the week was seeing Alan Bennett’s Lady in a Van at the Cinema de la Plage at Hauteville-sur-Mer – poignant, funny and beautifully acted. This comfortable and friendly cinema puts on films in VO (original version with French subtitles) on the last Thursday of each month, with free tea or coffee and chocolate biscuits afterwards, at 4 euros, superb value. The films are usually new or relatively recent and of high quality, so those Thursdays are much looked-forward-to.
Apple blossom tries
without success to emerge
from winter branches