I'm typing this on the Microsoft surface so it's a little bit experimental :-)
I've been laid up in bed since Tuesday night when a headache hit me that felt like a thousand knives being stuck repeatedly into my head at once. I couldn't lift my head off the pillow and we got so far as considering an ambulance. It was pretty scary but I have had them bad like that before and so soldiered on :-)
I've written before about migraines so won't bore you all over again with details, but suffice to say this one was a whopper and normal service still hasn't been fully resumed, but as I've known them take a fortnight to leave properly before it's still early (if frustrating) days.
I have managed to record the dawn chorus but haven't been able to upload it for you yet. As soon as I'm up on my feet again I'll get it posted.
I was also visited by a lovely little Chiffchaff who flew into the breakfast room and needed assistance getting back outside. I do have some pics but they are still on the camera so you'll have to wait for those too!
The one good thing about being incapacitated is that I get to read a lot. I'm reading CJ Sansom's Lamentation which is fab and unputdownable and even better huge so it should see me through, and Hilary Mantel's A Place Of Greater Safety, about the French revolution which I'm also struggling to put down. I adore her writing style, I know she's a Marmite writer - M couldn't get on with Wolf Hall at all - but I love the way she writes, it makes you think as you're reading and I reckon that's a rare gift to be cherished.
TV wise I'm addicted to Indian Summers, I love the colours and the landscape while cringing at the attitude of the Brits of the time. Poldark is of course another excellent use of my time, and the new series of Vera is staple watching in our house too. We have given up on Breaking Bad (or rather, I have. M enjoys it, so I guess it is TV marmite). It was turning my stomach and leaving me feeling uneasy, but I have an entire season of Game Of Thrones to see which will hopefully alleviate the bad taste Breaking Bad has left behind.
I watch the garden from inside the house and hope to be back outside in a few days looking for interesting creatures. I am glad of the cooler weather, which sounds crazy so soon after a chilly winter, but the sun really isn't a friend to most migraine sufferers and I had forgotten to be cautious with it.
L's mate Will is here, they are shooting things upstairs, and in a little while will be shooting things downstairs. I got L an archery set for his birthday. The positioning of the target caused some thought, given the arrows' habit of flying off at random tangents into flowers/ the pond/ at people/ towards the dogs and most recently in the bush where the Sparrows are nesting.
It's now propped up against the fence safely away from anything breakable :-)
I'll stop now for lack of anything more interesting to say- just wanted you all to know I'm not dead. Please excuse any grammatical errors- migraine's are devils for mucking up the way your brain works.