December 23rd, 2018

hasui snow scene

Argh I give up

1. Having spent the last month and more rereading the Rivers of London series to refresh my memory, I embark on the latest offering, only to discover in ch 1 practically a character I don't remember at all. Follypedia tells me he appeared in The Hanging Tree. The books of six weeks ago vanish from memory like the snows of spring.

2. Opened one of the unsatisfactory duvet packages to see how it looks when spread out. The label says 'heavy duty flannel' but it feels like heavy duty cotton ie very heavy, very rough, and not at all fleecy, let alone warm. If I'd wanted a weighted blanket, I'd have bought one. In the event it cost me nothing, and I now know to avoid that brand. But gakkari, certainly.

3. Told myself it was pathetic to go whinging on about 'I can't walk anymore, my knees hurt and my back hurts oh what shall I do?' My piriformis won't unkink unless I *do* walk, so I did, not unhappily, to the store and the coffee shop and back. And stretched afterwards to be safe. But now everything is knotted irretrievably and my back hurts almost as much as it does after a massage. My body is perverse.