Recovering

I had a sore stomach and headaches over the weekend from which I have thankfully now fully recovered. It wasn’t Covid because I did a test - I must be one of the few people in the country who hasn’t yet caught Covid. As a result it has been rather a quiet time at Casa Anderson. James has been very sympathetic towards me but I still felt dreadfully guilty that I was unwell. I don’t know where that guilt comes from; nobody likes being ill but I have always felt as if I have to soldier on no matter how I feel. In fact I even went down to Morrisons on Sunday for some groceries and felt very faint when I was there, which was silly because I’m sure that James would have done the shopping if I had asked him to. Luckily I was able to lean on the trolley until it passed. I am now feeling tip top again but four days of my life were wasted. 

While I was ill a new Prime Minister was appointed, Rishi Sunak. He is the first British Asian Prime Minister and the first Hindu Prime Minister.  He is having a honeymoon period just now which I expect will be very brief! Boris rushed home from his holidays when Liz Truss resigned but ended up not announcing his candidacy when it became very clear that the country is not ready for his triumphant return! I have been reading a rather turgid biography of Clarice Lispector; I am slightly embarrassed to say that I had never heard of her until “The Hour of the Star” caught my eye on a display at East Kilbride St Leonard’s Library during the Book Club library evening earlier this year. So I read it recently and it is absolutely brilliant. The style, the plot, the characters, and of course the country of Brazil; I have never read anything quite like it. The biography is dutiful but a bit plodding, however she was a very fascinating character. 

And that’s about it - I’m just glad that I am feeling in better fettle.