There are two things I need to do. One, is to start getting up earlier and doing the blog before half past eight in the morning, and the second is to start reading things properly. I’ve started getting up later in the morning than I used to and I’m quite enjoying it. It’s mainly because I’ve had to cut back on typing time because of the arm, but also because I have less work to do generally, and I have all day in which to do it. As for reading things correctly… Yesterday I was watching an advert on Greek TV when I saw a product called CamelotWater. Now then, legend has it that Camelot stood on a river. Tennyson mentions it in his poem about the Lady of Shalott (1832) when he opens with, ‘On either side the river lie…’ and later, ‘By the island in the river flowing down to Camelot,’ and so on, and yet, no-one ever mentions the name of the river. So, M’lud, surely the advertisement should have been for CamelotRiverWater? However, ‘river water’ instantly sounds yucky, so they kept it simply as CameltoeWater.
At least, that’s how I read it.
Anyway, on this day in (my photographic) history, I came across these oddments.
Romney Marsh in the snow. I must have been publicising my book that is set around Winter Solstice on Romney Marsh: The Saddling.
The second could have been us last night when in fact, it was this night last year. I’ve also got a photo of Jenine’s decorated sitting room also from this day last year. We’ll be there again this evening. Not much changes in winter around here.
Then again, I have this one from a Christmas dinner back in 2016, though I suspect it was taken a year or so earlier. I also suspect there will be more of this foolery, costume, funny glasses and feasting before long. For now, I have the proof layout of my next novel to check, so that’s this morning’s job.
