My darling wife and daughter are currently en route to New York for five days of gawping upwards and I am left with the problem of how to fill my time until they return. My initial plan of mounting an assault on counties Mayo and Donegal to visit some lighthouses (sorry, I'm something of a lighthouse anorak) has fallen through as my beloved has taken both the camera and the camcorder.
So my plan for the next few days is -
1) Write in the mornings until its late enough to play my guitar and
2) Play my guitar.
3) Stay up until three in the morning watching stuff on TV that I've absolutely no interest in.
I'm also determined to walk into the hall and kitchen without taking my shoes off, to let the delph pile up in the washing bowl until shortly before she arrives home and to leave my socks and jocks on the bedroom floor for days on end.
I'm getting quite good at the guitar now. I have figured out which way round to hold it and can play loads of songs, though none that anybody would recognise.