Day 413: Woomp! Lunk! Foom!

17th flooor! I asked for a room near the top of the hotel. By chance, I ended up with 17th, top floor. The views from the stairwell are stunning - not because the landscape is beautiful, but because it makes me feel exhilarated and free being this high up. From the room, not so much. They have sealed a net curtain between panes of double glazing. You can't see past it. Shame. The room is questionable... the thing that keeps it warm also sounds ridiculously loud. I have earplugs, though. The novelty of waking up warm will be well worth it.


Grateful that the internet, for which I WAS about to go downstairs and get a refund, now seems to be working a little bit better. Maybe some people have gone to bed. 

Also loving this image of a lady. It's from something called 'elders wearing vegetation' or something like that. This woman has the face I aspire to have. Not yet. I don't mind waiting. But at some point. I quite like her hat as well. 

Steve Jarand, Marc Rowland and especially Nicolò Bernardi, thanks for giving me such a brilliant dilemma. I'm aching with it, in the best of ways. I'm blown away by the options I have right now. I have what I've been telling myself is a difficult choice to make. I think I'll know I've made the right choice when the answer feels easy. Hmmm. 

Tom Gauld rocks

Thanks, Jess and Danny, for quotes on roof work that needs doing. Thanks for an entertaining rehearsal and progress made; for news from Yorkshire and a chance of completion, or almost, as early as tomorrow;for a welcome text from Bear to Owl, bringing news on the animal grapevine. Thanks, Rob, for this noisy alphabet. There is no end to the pleasure it's given me in the short minutes I've spent looking at it. 
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