March 9, 2005

Thank You

Our postman has a bad tendency to leave parcels leaning against our front door. Considering we live on a main road, across from a railway station, with a very small front yard, it’s not really surprising that we only receive every other Amazon parcel that gets despatched in our direction.
Fortunately, old postie had a brainwave this week, and managed to fill in one of those little cards informing me that I had to report to the sorting office in order to receive a box full of goodies. And just for once, they were all for me.
With grateful thanks to red clay, the night before last we watched The Princess Bride, which was delightfully camp, and close enough to the book to please me. Then we went to bed and listened to Willy Mason’s Where the Humans Eat, which skipped and jumped a fair bit, but we were too sleepy to investigate whether it was the disk or the dusty hifi that had the problem. The only thing I haven’t opened yet is The Hotel New Hampshire, but that’s only because I’m in the middle of The Catcher in the Rye.
A week’s worth of entertainment in a box; much appreciated.


2 thoughts on “Thank You

  1. I can’t deny, I think Catcher in the Rye is an utter bucket of wank.
    We had to study it for GCSE, and even though I read it completely, rather than the marrow-sucking “chapter at a time” method from school, it was – to me – dire. Self-centred, semi-narcissistic, and just grossly over-rated.
    Hope you’re enjoying it though! *grin*

  2. parts of hotel new hampshire are gorgeous.
    thanks for the poetry.

    redclay on March 11, 2005

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