RANDOM JOTTINGS

 This is just a random ramble and catch up as I have been unwell for the last couple of weeks and totally unable to read or concentrate on anything.

January and February seem to be dragging, and yes I know it is nearly March, but the damp weather and the dreary rain seems to be never ending. I should not complain as I have a friend in New York who seems to spend most of her days shovelling mounds of snow off her doorstep.

I picked up a virus from somewhere (in fact pretty sure I got it from the waiting room when I visited my GP a couple of weeks ago) and it laid me low.  Hacking, sneezing, coughing, sore throat, sore eyes etc etc. On top of all that my water heater shorted and conked out so no hot water and no showers. I ended up boiling kettles to wash with and it all got a bit wearing. I finally had a new heater installed today and when I get up tomorrow morning I shall be in the shower and wallow.

And in the midst of all this, it was my birthday and I had a couple of nice outings planned which had to be cancelled and I lay on the sofa wallowing in self-pity.

Anyway, I am still here so I regard that as a blessing.

Not a great deal of reading under the circs and what I did pick up were old favourites, Austen etc as I did not feel like grappling with any new concepts at all.  

Over the last few months I have been watching a TV a series called Astrid, Murder in Paris. French with subtitles and it was recommended to me and I have to pass the recommendation on as I love it so much. Astrids work in the police records department in Paris. She is isolated and autistic and life is challenging. She has an uncanny ability to remember everything in the files she cares for and this brings her to the attention of Raphaelle, a police inspector and a friendship slowly grows, Now you may be wondering why I suddenly brought this into the post and it is because Astrid listens to Bach when she is at her desk. The mathematical intricacy of his music suits her personality. Now I have sung in choirs and sung Bach but have never been drawn to him but this music in the series started to haunt me.

So what I am finally saying is that while I was lying on my Sofa of Misery last week I logged onto my music app and played the Bach violin partitas and oh my goodness me. Balm to the soul and to the mind and they calmed me and made me feel that life was ok even with my hacking and sneezing,

Please forgive the waffle and if you already love Bach and are thinking Wot a Silly Woman to not discover them before now, I can only say better late than never.

Anyway, feeling more humanoid now but still have moments when I keel over, close my eyes for a minute and wake up two hours later but I am getting there.

Thanks for your patience,