Under House Arrest 493.

Thursday.

Early start my hair appointment was for 9 am. I was trepidatious as Emma left last month, and I had no idea who was about to take over cutting my hair. My relief was visible as Amanda was back. She came back to help out and has decided to stay. Thank God, I didn't have to put my hair in someone else's hands. It looks lovely or will once I've dyed it tomorrow. 

When we got back I had a parcel come which was Annabelle( living dead doll) which I've bought second hand. I got her for a lot less than she is going for new, so I snapped the seller's hand off. 

I had a card to make so I got that done along with my dyalog entry. Then Kev watched the preseason games on LFTV. So I dug out a favourite book ( as in actual paperback) that I've been planning to re-read for a while. It's called Sunshine by Robin McKinnley, it's a vampire novel that was once bought into the book club we used to run at the Appleby. It's not been converted to Kindle and it looks very unlikely it ever will. So though it's a bit battered I hold onto it because it's a great story. Sometimes reading a book you love again is like meeting an old much-loved friend. The afternoon was conducive to a curl up on the sofa read as it rained pretty hard, as usual, it relaxed me to the point of nodding off. It transported me back to those rainy days at the pub when I would get out of uniform, go downstairs and sit on the sofa under the window with a glass of wine and read until it started to get busy, or someone interesting came in. In those days I devoured paperbacks, a kindle wasn't even a thing back then. If it was it was out of my price bracket and I not gone through the trauma of having to part with my beloved book collection. 

Kev bought me a kindle after we moved to the Punch Bowl, it was one of his first purchases with his wages. The logic behind it was I would never have to part with my books again, even if we hadn't got anywhere to live I could carry my books with me in my handbag. A few like Sunshine, and those that were signed to me personally, Freda's and Storm's and of course Tanith's I kept. My Sister had them boxed up safely at hers until we had a place of our own again. So occasionally, I pull out a long lost friend from the shelf and settle down to get lost in familiar storylines.