the markets are up..

Tonight I am listening to Amsterdam by coldplay.
Just thought you might like to know.
Work was better today, in that I laughed more, and also I got to tell the tractor joke when we were having a bad joke telling time this afternoon, and it turns out it really is still funny. I thought it was just me.
The secret also got out of my now legendary – if not in quantity, but daily consistency – tardiness in the mornings. I let it slip that on non-rainy days I take a turn through the lovely park en route to the office. They found it rather sweet that their very own shire-girl needs her daily fix of trees and leafy walking, so I think from now on they will just smile at me at ten past nine and know that I have arrived happier for my detour than had I walked on the pavement and got there sooner.
So I spent this evening mainly on the terrace at trof with rusty discussing the latest money-making schemes of world tribal and how I might get to spend several of the weeks between now and Christmas working on the stall at various markets round the country freezing my ass off, drinking coffee, wearing mittens and selling drums. It really could work, since there are many weeks in the next two months that my work don’t need me at all, but they don’t want me to leave entirely as there are some weeks when I will be needed and so on and so on.
I love the idea of working outdoors in what is set to be the coldest winter for decades. We’ll see..
I need to spend some time in the castle with jesus and teresa now..coldplay are coming too..
Night x
Ps liv why can’t you comment anymore..?! who will write the essays now..? cate..? no, too busy with volcanoes and the like..the cheek! Miss you girls x