Mothering Sunday was quite nice - I have a plant due from Prodigal 1; Prodigal 2 has promised me something next time he gets paid, but better still, we went to Waterstones and I bought a mini biography of Lucian Freud. Really enjoying it, plus a Chinese takeaway which sealed the deal for me.
Been reading a lot, hence NOT being at the coal face. Plus side - warm front room, lots of tea, interesting books and not bemoaning my lot re LJ or FB. I will have to rootle around databases tomorrow so I can start on Essay no. 2 - letters from the front line (mostly war nurses etc). Mary Borden is always one to watch, but I think they mean transcribe what you understand from the hurried letter from regular medical folk. Which is fine by me - doesn't have to be British; can be translated from other languages during WWI.
Beautiful weather, spring is on it's way - but bloody cold. Was snowing in Bristol today and it tried to sleet a lot in Truro yesterday. Wonder if we will get the Arctic blast as foretold for Easter? Brrr!!