(photo taken at Hampton Court Palace last week)
After I crashed the car yesterday evening causing hundreds of pounds worth of damage, I reflected that this, together with the fast-fading tulips, was not the only cloud on the horizon during the last week. For the week has seen quite a few clouds:
:: The Jane Austen Book Club was too dire to watch all the way to the end
:: Engleby upset me too much and I couldn't finish that either
:: I made an over-cooked cheesecake and a batch of flapjacks that wouldn't come out of the tin
:: there are various dead creatures in the garden, but I really don't want to get too close
:: Simon has been away all week so valuable perspective (and dead creature removal) is missing
:: I have permanently itchy eyes from hayfever
:: and two children whose GCSE tension is high and rising
:: and another one who has been unwell for two weeks
looking on the bright side:
:: the damage to the car impressed the children
:: no-one was hurt, just the side of the car and a large (and to my mind very badly placed) post
:: I have a wonderful Dorothy Whipple novel waiting to be read
:: and a great film to watch (The Women)
:: Green & Black's chocolate does not need to be baked before eating
:: Simon comes home today so the garden will be tidied up
:: we have a three-day weekend coming up, so valuable perspective will be regained
:: the exams will be over before you can say 'simultaneous equation'
:: and the coughing will go away
So, yes, there is light at the end of the tunnel.
PS None of this has stopped me laughing.