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Date: 28 March 2004 20:06:24
Well, we missed swimming! I just couldn't face getting up at what was, in reality, before five o'clock, so I turned over and went back to sleep. None of us was heartbroken at the chance of a lie in, even if it wasn't really one as far as the number of hours slept was concerned.
I had been dreading playing the organ at church. Five rather complicated hymns which I knew I could get through but wouldn't enjoy playing. I wasn't quite expecting to get out of it the way I did, though. As I drove to church I was aware of a strange sensation. I felt just like one of those moveable stickers in a sticker book. As though I was in the scene but not part of it. I was safe driving, but had to concentrate really hard and could feel myself thinking. Then as I sat at the organ, I noticed the music was all in 3D. The notes were there, and the staves were there, but there was about three inches between the two. Hmmm..... something not quite right there, I thought. So I had to enlist a fellow organist to take over the keyboard and went and occupied my pew, with my eyes firmly closed for most of the service. Must have looked rather odd to anyone watching - the preacher probably thought I'd nodded off. I certainly drove very very carefully on the way home and was straight off to bed for a couple of hours.
I did think it was an impending migraine - I get them about twice a year - but a read at the leaflet with some tablets I'm taking said that they could cause peculiar effects on your vision so I'm putting it down to that. Hope that doesn't happen again or I'm not going to be very safe driving.
The afternoon was a quiet one. Homework passed without incident, although he didn't do any science revision. The two of them cooked the dinner again, which was wonderful, and without too many injuries - just one minor burn which gave Tiddles chance to revise his first aid knowledge - and a close shave with the back of my knuckles and a knife wielded by a potato-peeling son. He finally seems to be getting the knack of it, though - peeling the potatoes, I mean, not removing a layer of skin from the back of my hand. It's amazing how it makes you have to work out precisely how you perform a mundane task like that before you can teach someone else to do it. Especially when that someone else is left handed.
Nice to have my PC home again. Shame it's not working right.