I have been quiet lately, mainly because I feel busier than ever before, driving here, there and everywhere . . . I take Miss W to her drop-off each morning, then come home, usually run a few errands during the day, then fetch Miss W in the afternoon. I am slowly becoming a more confident driver but had a set back today as I drove along Chambers at about 6.45 am with Lara in the passenger seat and Miss W and Number 2 in the back. Traffic conditions were normal and I was going along at 40 mph when seemingly out of nowhere this car just swerved right in front of me, just a few feet and I was sure I wouldn’t be able to stop in time, smashed my foot down on the brakes and barely managed not to hit him. Lara leaned over and beeped him (I was more frightened than angry) for doing an illegal U-turn.
But what happened next was worse because my heart was beating so fast and I felt sick and on the verge of tears, I suppose all my fears about driving and managing alone came rushing back and Lara drove us home. But I know I will have to deal with this sort of thing. Not too often though, I hope.
In the past week or so we have been to the movies to see Did You Hear About the Morgans? and The Lovely Bones (I loved this movie, it was quite true to the novel, visually beautiful, wonderful cast), finished painting the bathroom and made a start on painting the kitchen which is transformed now, I no longer have dreary faux wood cabinets and brown flowery wallpaper. I have creamy walls and lower cabinets, upper cabinets are Chinese pagoda red – much, much nicer. I’ll probably be living here for some years so I may as well make the best of it and after recovering from awful driving incident today I came home and made 2 quiches and cleaned up and the JoAnna (ex-coworker who has fed me delicious lunches many, many times) came over and it felt so good to just sit and chat about books, movies etc. We had quiche, salad, coleslaw and chocolate cake for dessert – time went so quickly. I gave JoAnna the small gift I’d bought her for Christmas but not ahd the opportunity to give her, she gave me a copy of The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins, a book I’ve wanted to read for a long time.
I’m reading The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters at the moment, and I don’t think this writer can do anything I don’t like. This is a very subtly written novel about a crumbling mansion called Hundreds and the upper class family who live in it, clinging to a way of life that is fading away in post-war Britain. It is a ghost story so well crafted that the spooky events are starting to get to me, but it is not primarily a ghost story it is a study of this eccentric English family. I love the descriptions of Hundreds Hall which is rotting to pieces around its sad and desperate owners. I’m not writing much because I am addicted to this novel at the moment.
Miss W is at a social event tonight (Lara is picking her up), Number 1 is having a friend over and Number 2 is his usual sleepy self, actually Number 1’s friend has just arrived and I am being gently ousted off the computer. Friend is someone who has got back in touch with Number 1 after all this time (2 1/2 years) which is really nice for Number 1. Think I will spend some time with The Little Stranger.