I have now been skinny and brown for the whole summer. What for? Nobody has seen the beautiful new me, and nobody cares. And now my lovely tan is flaking off like snow onto the inside of my black leggings (I’ve gone down from an M&S Size 16 to 12, so most of my clothes don’t fit anymore).
I have combed both Encounters and Muddy Matches nationally, looking in vain for somebody I might like. Nobody at all.
Yet I’ve enjoyed one of the most wonderful summers of my life! A lot has to do with the weather. And more because there’s been a child or two here, keeping me sunny company ever since June. Perhaps I don’t really need a bloke in my life after all!
Today I’m delivering Will to the dentist for a filling, meanwhile Ben is dropping off a guitar that Will lent his son a year ago. It is clear that Ben wants to catch me, rather than bringing it along earlier in the day. Well I don’t want to see him. Will can tell him that I’m ‘parking the car’ which will take me a remarkably long time. Then I shall go and buy some flowers and eggs before my next lot of guests arrive at teatime.
Nell has just informed me that a journalist from the Chagford Herald thinks I might be interesting to interview at my ‘Authors Talk’ next week. And says he’s single. Oh dear. Call me arrogant but I would be a lot more interested he were editor of the Times or something.
BUT. You never know what anything might lead on to. So I am very excited. Perhaps from this small acorn a socking great oak might grow!