SLOW, SLOW, SLOW

It's a bit slow going up north this morning.

It's raining and I can't go walking, golfing, gardening, tennissing, kayaking, - anything outdoorsy.

I note on other blogs that nothing much is happening.

Robert has mastered walking and thinking at the same time which is a good move in his development but it hasn't actually led to anything re posting.

Maybe he's still walking. Or thinking.

Richard seems to be sitting by the telephone anxiously awaiting a call from his luthier to give him news about the double bass which is undergoing surgery. Poor guy, he had to go all night without the big fiddle. Sad.

"I told you Richard, it's not ready yet"