It’s fireworks night tonight but we have stayed in; I have been working on my Northern Renaissance essay all day and spent a bit of the evening on it too. I am making progress. The essay is not compulsory but I think it’s a good way to really think about what I have learned. The cats are not very happy about the fireworks, not terrified but definitely a bit spooked and staring at the windows when there is a particularly loud explosion outside. They both spent the evening in my study dozing on the couch while I played music to muffle the sound of the fireworks.
Last night I had the newly revived Cambuslang book club at my house, it fell into abeyance a couple of years ago when Katie moved to Liverpool because she was the main organiser, but Ruth and I have decided to restart it. We talked about Margaret Atwood’s Hag-Seed and it was a really great discussion and a lovely evening. I was delighted that Chanel came along; she fitted right in and got in well with everyone.
Last night I had the newly revived Cambuslang book club at my house, it fell into abeyance a couple of years ago when Katie moved to Liverpool because she was the main organiser, but Ruth and I have decided to restart it. We talked about Margaret Atwood’s Hag-Seed and it was a really great discussion and a lovely evening. I was delighted that Chanel came along; she fitted right in and got in well with everyone.
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