The last of tonight’s fire and I’m sitting next to it with Rajah next to me. Keeping track of time tonight. I ought to be in bed in a more timely fashion than yesterday. No owl outside yet. Just the clicking and hissing of the fire. Peace.
I’ll have a week here after Budapest, but I’m back up to London tomorrow ahead of the filming. Lou and I watched Saltburn tonight in front of the fire. Another unusual and inspired British film. Cleverly cast and told so well. I really enjoyed the nuance in the dialogue both in writing and delivery. Some bright performances from less familiar faces.
Walking around this morning in a break from the rain, we found flooding everywhere. All paths led to puddles. With the January we just had this all must be wreaking havoc on crops.
This house was built on a footprint. That’s how they got to do it so deep in the wood. Likely a gamekeeper’s cottage or barn. My friend rents it now and has filled it with creatures. There’s peace and quiet. It makes a change.
On the flip side, three power cuts tonight. For the last one, everything was down for a clear minute and we were just lighting candles when it popped back on again. I suspect the rain brought a tree onto a line somewhere, but these days there are always alternatives. I did have a moment of realising how cut off we are here despite proximity to civilisation. No mobile signal, but strong WiFi. No phone line – it’s 2024. The power went and with it went all our comms. Loads of candles as our friend is woo-woo too. But even though I do workshops in schools highlighting our thoughtless dependance on the grid, for a moment I realised how much I take for granted in terms of communication. And that we have all lost an emergency band with the fazing out of analog signal. If I lived here all the time I’d have a radio set up like one of those nutjobs in America.
As it is it is all just part of an enjoyable break from the norm plus cats.
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