February 18th, 2004

gamiila sig #2

Food for thought

Two of the ladies of the Women's Institute that want me to do a series of lectures/Art History course for them came round to the flat last night to discuss their proposal with me in more detail...I'll have to mull it over for a bit. For now, I've given them a tentative 'yes', but I'll have to see what I may be able to cobble together on such short notice and how I'm going to juggle this with work and other obligations. I'll also need to dust off some of my old address books and see if I can still impose on several people for favours.

Stayed up far into the night, unable to put down sadbhyl's excellent More Than Strangers, with the result that I'm about ready to curl up and fall asleep behind my desk -- but that would be setting a bad example and we don't want to do that, do we?

And to make matters worse, my close colleague Allan, who's a sweet guy really but nevertheless can be quite trying, insisted on engaging me in a conversation about funeral insurance just now. Reminding me that I'll need to think about sending off for some brochures for myself one of these days. But not now, eh?

On the plus side, though: Collapse )