Thursday

Brrr,

It is freezing out there. They said the temperature would rise to 5 degrees if we were lucky, but the wind is a bitter east wind.

I went and worked for my old lady on the cliff top this morning, she said if she saw me freeze solid she would come and thaw me out. She brought me a big mug of hot coffee at some point as I weeded cheerfully to myself.

Now I am having lunchbreak in the library for a few more minutes.

I am a bit worried about the rush this evening to get home, get showered and fed and get to my music lesson, but I am sure it will be fine. I postponed Tuesday's lesson due to being on codeine.

Can you imagine a music lesson on codiene?
'JJ your composing is fine, but try writing it on the manuscript paper and not on the table!'

'Bloody G minor'
Double sharp on the leading note, stop writing on the table. x   my adoptive mum sends me texts in G minor.

JJ Motzartperson. The composer whose bass line is the sound of her neighbour's stir fry cooking.

This is a great way of not getting my assignment done.

Bye peeps.