I'm away this weekend at the textile course that I've been coming to three times a year for the past few years. It's the last every session this weekend, which is a real shame as the tutor is just excellent. It's not the best timing, what with moving house last week, so I don't expect to get too much done, but we'll see how it goes. I should've blipped the little bit of work I did this evening, but I didn't remember until too late and the room was locked. So the only other thing I could think of to take was my reading glasses.

It's one of the pains about getting older - always needing your reading glasses to read anything. I spend a lot of time squinting because I can't be bothered to go and get them, but I really should be bothered because the world is much clearer with them on.

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