I knew that global movement of goods was suffering, but not like this.
I don’t think I have quite enough data points to do a video yet, but I have a script and some of the pictures necessary to made a how to make biscotti video. This is a hard bloody kitchen to film in. Maybe I should be making biscotti someplace else, and evil thoughts come to the surface. I’m sure there are LOTS of people who would just HATE IT if I came to their house and made biscotti and left them there. Yup; maybe I have a career as a biscotti fairy, setting up in people’s houses as they are expecting the open house to sell it. I should contact stagers and ask if they have an opening.
The economic news continues to be confusing and dreary.
It was so nice to see Keith yesterday. We watched Pitter Patter, the fourth episode of the Singing Detective. I know it’s a really hard series to watch, and that the incessant racism and misogyny is a trial, but the stuff Dennis Potter does to narrative is a marvel for a writer to watch. Anyway, Keith left to go see Katie, who for reasons of her own decided to go see her dad rather than me. I ‘spect that has something to do with me asking her to, like, sort through her stuff while she’s here. I’ll give her until mid-December and then I will simply haul all of her crap out of here and take it to the storage locker. In the meantime I’m going to bag it all; her clothes smell like smoke even when they are clean and she hasn’t been living here in ages.
It’s very nice to have yummy food in the fridge to take to work for lunch (orangey coconut brown rice with mushrooms and bacon, leftover roast beef and chicken and bok choy stir fry).
Less than two weeks before I go to France. Kinda puts the next little while in perspective. I have a list…..
“Barack Obama is going to singlehandledly redefine political humour. Is there nothing that man can’t do?”