No excuses

I'm horrified to see that it is over a week since I posted anything. No wonder my 'viewing figures' have gone down.

I've decided I need to retire. Unfortunately I can't afford to. There are five years between me and my dearly beloved, so we always thought we would pick up our bus passes in the same year. However, thanks to the change in regulations and wotnot, it transpires that he will actually hang up his boots before me.

This sudden yen to retire has been brought about by the fact that I keep seeing lovely things I'd like to do: exhibitions to visit, workshops to attend, lunchtime lectures, concerts of 'music in quiet places', courses - the list goes on. But I don't have time, because I'm working - but of course if I didn't work I wouldn't have the money to go.

Even so, I'm trying to squeeze as much fun into the days as I can. Last weekend, for instance, I spent three days at a local music festival, including a brief appearance on the stage with my ukulele. Then yesterday I took shelter from the awful rain to go to the Alfred East Art Gallery, where my friend Elaine has a photo hanging in the current exhibition. She is a fantastic photographer. Visit her blog here.

'Celebrate the small things' is a bloghop instigated by VikLit on her blog 'Scribblings of an Aspiring Author'. Details are here. Apart from the above, I'm celebrating:

• Some lovely yoga classes, including with a group of teachers who have invited me into their school
• Compiling some articles in preparation for another e-book
• My glorious lilac blooms, pictured above
• Off to the Arts Centre tomorrow to see The Doll's House, the first production by a new local company

Right, back to the grindstone. TTFN, as we used to say.