Love, Poetry and Revolution - Saturday 14th January 2023
The weekend is properly here. I get up for 7 ahead of the first carer visit and then get ready to go shopping. My shopping trip was enhanced by the return of the Bread Girls, lots of chat, bread and pastries. Whilst I was out I heard from Q who was on her way back from the airport having dropped her mum off for her long flight back to Perth via Singapore. Home for chores invigorated by my conversations. I do love talking with people. After having my head examined last week, I got a letter from the doctor summarising his findings and advice. Two pieces of advice stick in my head (😜): I should wear a hat all year round and I should also cover my bonce in factor 50 sun screen, i.e. white paint, effectively, all year. The idea of wearing a hat all year is exercising my mind. Should I go for a beanie, a baseball cap, a fedora, a deerstalker, a pork-pie hat, a fez, a cowboy hat, a bowler, a straw boater, a beret, a cap (a la Andy Cap), or something else? Answers on a postcard. Bor...