Monday, January 28, 2008
Another beautiful weekend in the country. Winter sometimes brings the best days - blue skies, bright sunshine, crisp air. The fields are freshly ploughed, tiny intensely green shoots are springing up, alongside the clusters of snowdrops. After a bracing morning walk and several hours slaving over a hot typewriter, I sat by the spitting log fire. An idyll, of sorts. I know there are drawbacks to being in the country (the least attractive of which being the two rats I nearly ran over as I drove to the station) but for these two days they were firmly at the back of my mind.