Ian (ringbark) wrote,
Ian
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Late night

A late night last night, as I edited files for a website and spent too much time on Google Talk. At least it wasn't as pointless as one of the previous evenings. Just as I was about to give up and go to bed, the main light in the living room fizzled out.
One of my first acts after breakfast this morning was to wash the dishes put in a new light bulb. After about five minutes, the new bulb fell out of the fitting in the ceiling onto the floor. I picked it up and then immediately dropped it, as it was of course very hot. Five more minutes, and I could replace it in the fitting.
Later on, coffee at Angela's place. I'm still 16st 10, but expect to lighten again soon. And then home, to sort out some more things related to interviews, of which the next one will be in Manchester tomorrow afternoon.
Tonight, I was sucked into listening to The Archers, which we followed before we left England, and which I haven't listened to since then. I've always had a soft spot for David and Ruth. David is just a couple of years older than me, Ruth a couple of years younger than Viv, and they were always a loving couple. And with three children, Pip, Josh and Ben, the parallels are complete. But things were not so bright when Ruth suffered breast cancer, though she seems to have recovered, albeit after a mastectomy. But now, what's this? Who is this Sam, a newcomer who threatens this very family? Yes, David and Ruth have their moments, and even Pip has spotted that all is not well, but this? The lies and deceit, Ruth pretending to spend the night with an old friend when in fact she's off for a night in a hotel with Sam. Flowers? Champagne on ice? And while she wrestles with the traffic jams, she gets repeated phone calls from Sam, and then at last one from Pip. She calls and lets her mum know she's home safely, and I think that this is the key, the wake-up call, so to speak, that makes Ruth realise the enormity of what she is planning to do. And when she arrives at the hotel, she calls Sam down to the car and explains that she can't go through with it. Cue Barwick Green.
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