Vale Bruce Sims 4/2/1948 - 22/4/2023

Flat as lizards

The reason for not posting for days is that I came down with the same thing (I think) as P. did on Monday. He seems to be gradually getting better and I'm improving slightly, enough to make anchovy pasta for dinner tonight. So, apart from going for a bit of shopping on Wednesday we've been confined to barracks. We've had to cancel various lunches and concerts and just rest up. It doesn't seem to be Covid, just debilitation. Ah well. P. managed to get up to the shops this arvo for some milk.

Essays finished

P. was still not well today (his birthday) so we deferred it to later. I went on with the essays, powered on, and finished and returned them to the author who seemed pleased. We had cheesy tomato soup for lunch, then a nap. (Well, P. was napping most of the day.) Then I went up to the shops for much needed supplies and stuff for dinner, then we had a quick meal and standard Wednesday night teev, in other words, unimpressive, unlike the docos of the previous night.

Essays still

P. is still not well. I went on with the essays which are a bit like my wound on my big toe: almost healed but not quite. One more day I think. P. stayed abed but I had miso soup with greens and tofu for lunch (from a packet, not bad). Now for a short nap.

Essays

I had a quick hurkle-durkle, not because I was up late but because it was such a chilly morning. Then I flew into the essays, hoping to get them finished tomorrow, though am only about a third of the way through on this re-run. We had cheesy tomato soup for lunch. P. has a bad cold today and is abed most of the day. Now for my nap too. We had frozen vera bolognese for a sickie dinner, then watched George Michael (overblown), Q&A (boring and predictable), then news, then bed.

Crossword and play

I started the crossword off, then continued my hurkle durkle on a dark, grey morning. P. continued and it was soon finished lickety-split with no problems. I went on with the essays and we had Indian and chicken korma soup for lunch. Not bad. Now for a brief nap. We then went to La Mama HQ for a very good play, Where There's A Will, with a splendid cast. The play resonated over family will disputes, family conflicts and nursing homes. We then went across the road to Crinitis which is part of a chain of pseudo-Italian restaurants. It was a multicultural other world ('Is this the real world? Is this a fantasy?'). They served good quality (on the whole) huge serves in a very busy, nay frenetic, atmostphere. As a number of places were closed I thought best to avoid Brunetti's busyness. How wrong I was. We retreated home for Grand Designs Revisited and AIDS revisited.

Coffee and Noel

We picked up Ruperto and went up to Lygon Street to pick up Sara D. and go for a coffee at Faraday's Cage in Fitzroy. We had a good mag and a catch-up. After we dropped her home, we dropped into Noel T. at the Brotherhood with some Easter chocolates. He is okay but a bit phlegmy. Home again for minestrone and a nap. P. made backstrap herbed roast for dinner (yum!) then it was very indifferent teev: Louvre (good), royal photographs (awful) and Georgian sex workers (boring).