This week has seen me crying about a collie which was knocked over on the bypass, as well as staying up late blubbing at Rightmove details of houses belonging to dead, old people.
I don’t know the dog – or its fate, though it looked fairly wriggly– but its eyes were sooooo sad as the guilty driver scooped it into his car. Also, I don’t actually know if the houses in question have been put on the market because the owners have died, but commodes in the estate agents’ photos are not a good sign, especially in conjunction with turquoise bathroom suites and grab rails and gnomes. Maybe the poor little old ladies have just gone into very nice nursing homes, where their families visit them often. But it’s still all soooooo sad.
I am feeling that way out.
So, it was lovely to find out that my former creative writing tutor, Joan Opie, had written a blog post about my recent academic success, and my “unusual” takes on writing exercises. This quirkiness means that my creative efforts are often memorable and different, in a good way ….. I think! You can read Joan’s post and form your own opinion:
http://www.jopieprivatetutor.co.uk/apps/blog
But if that’s not what you think she means, please don’t burst my positive little bubble. That would be sooooooo sad. And, right now, I am busy being happy.
They’re not gnomes. They are full-sized statues of their owners, with fully working parts (or at least as many working parts as their owners have).