Dull Pirates

Woke to another fine morning, after a poor night's sleep, and feeling tired. Put winter trousers into wash and made rye toast with honey and black coffee for breakfast. After washing and dressing ran Louis and Alice to school and then took the dogs for their walk. The weather sunny and warm, although rain is forecast later, by the time we get to the old railway line, I have taken off my sweater and tied it round my waist. Today, just as nice as yesterday, so we dawdle to spin it out a little. Down here, away from the noise of traffic, the only noise is the sweet singing of the birds. A pair of goldfinch catch my eye and seem to be keeping just a few yards
ahead of us, flitting from tree to tree.
After we get back I drive into Beverley for tea and a bacon sandwich with friends. This counts as an early lunch as I'm taking Louis to the Cinema after school at 3:15. Get back to Tickton for midday and decide against running today as I feel a little tired and will need all my energy to look after a 4 year old for 3 or 4 hours, especially a nuclear powered one like Louis. Meditate for an hour and then catch a nap before collecting Louis from school. We buy sweets and pop from the supermarket en route to avoid getting ripped off by cinema prices. The Aardman film, Pirates in an adventure with scientists, is a disappointment, and fails to hold Louis' attention. The plot is too complex and contrived and the pace suffers from trying to be quirkily British and smirkily clever at the same time. Louis is consoled with a McDonalds and delivered safely back to his Nana's for 7:00. The forecast rain has arrived and I'm glad to get home to a cup of tea and an hour with A.S. Byatt. Will probably run tomorrow between taking the dogs out and lunch with my son, Andrew.