Bubble, bubble

I did actually read a synopsis of that play in one of the English rooms the other day. Having never studied any Shakespeare at school (had the 'wrong' teacher), I always felt a bit was missing, though I did try catching up by reading some and going to various productions. I have never seen that one though, and so didn't know about the moving forest. I did know about the spots of blood though. There has been enough of that lately. The old leg wound is looking much better, though still pretty gruesome. So Ben had a massive nosebleed to make up for it.

Pau is round for the night as his sister has a hospital appointment tomorrow morning and Isa needs some calm and space to get her ready. I'm not teaching, so it made sense and despite the nose incident, it was a calm and lovely evening with three boys on my sofa and a space for me next to Pau, who is never afraid of a little attention. Especially if dinner is involved. I told him this wasn't an arroz (rice), but an Italian version. I am plotting and planning something for a surprise for Ben's birthday on Sunday. If all works well, he will find out and receive it after the actual event, but it could be one of the best ever...

Tomorrow should bring some different views as I will visit Bill in Fornalutx. He is always fun; such an ascerbic wit.

I am done in, but finally seeing the wood for the trees, with a few slugs, snails and puppy dog's tails mixed in...... that's what....