This week I’m…
Getting on with things. A book I finished in January has sat mouldering in my hard drive ever since. This will not do, Emma B, I tell myself. I’ve sent it out to a proof-reader. I’ve exchanged emails with Caron Allan where I bombarded her with questions about her publishing process seeing as she excels at writing AND selling books.
I’d like to publish Artists Town, a coming of age tale set in the 1990s, in the next few months.
Eating outside. I’ve been able to do so for the ninth, I’ll say it again, ninth evening in a row. This is a slaw-type recipe (below) with turkey mince, cabbage, spices and a cheeky bit of cheddar.
Testing out new trainers. These beauties turn up in a lot of reviews of great running shoes for women. I put them on and felt myself bounce delightedly. That’s what a good shoe does, right? It makes you want to move. I’ve got ten weeks to bed them in before I use them to pound Glasgow’s pavements for the Great Scottish Run.
Contributing to the CO2 shortage. This week would have been the ideal time to tackle that diet coke addiction seeing as the UK is currently experiencing a CO2 shortage. Plants have stopped making the stuff. Muffins are at an all-time low* and (whisper it) beers in Wetherspoon’s might run out. Quelle horreur!
But no. I’m thinking of asking everyone I know to stockpile diet coke on my behalf so that when supplies run low, I will be okay.
Yes, folks. I’m that citizen-minded. In my defence, this is thirsty weather.
Wittering on about the heat. Perhaps the time has come for we Scots to stop exclaiming in wonder at the weather. We walk the sun-soaked streets in a daze, unsure if we exist in reality or if we’ve been transported to a parallel universe where the skies are always blue, and you can wear just a tee shirt** at eight o’clock in the morning.
The forecasters say it’s to continue for another two weeks. I’m loath to say, then it’ll be back to business as usual, rain-drenched instead of sun-soaked streets, kind of things as that fatalism drives me mad. But I should make the most of it. It’s amazing to be able to spend so much time in the sun out with a week abroad. I want to store up lots of sun-filled memories to shore me through winter when it comes.
*Used in the packaging, not the actual muffin. Weird, hmm?
**Unless your tee shirt is a long one, please also wear shorts, trousers or a skirt.
So long as there is never a diet coke shortage here…
Again, quelle horreuer! If only everyone else would stop drinking it, we’d be okay!
Yes, everyone else but the two of us Emma!
See, if that happened the pollution problem would reduce too.
Exactly, the two of us are sort saving the planet be being the only people allowed to have diet coke!
I’m allowed it because I’m diabetic and you’re allowed it because you don’t drink. We might allow others who qualify under those criteria to have diet coke too, and we’d probably still cut the DC-consuming population (and plastic bottles) significantly.
It’s that sort of altruism which is planet saving 😃
I saw a bottle down here in Derby, shall I nab it for you?
Seriously funny stuff today and thanks for all the plugs. xxx Very excited about Artists Town!
I’ll pay for the postage and packaging… Nae bother. Not plugs, but the truth! x