Unnnnh

 

Yesterday was a totally lost day.  Uggh.  From a sane, rational, grown up, mature standpoint that Cambridge at Friday tower practise which fried my eyeballs was a mistake.  You push something like ME, it pushes back.  Harder.  But I'm not sane, rational or mature (just old), and I refuse to see it as a mistake.  As I crawled around the house(s) yesterday in a grey fog of bleh I kept whispering to myself:  I ring Cambridge.*  The woman who didn't go back to ringing a decade ago, after she...