Where is that classical music coming from? It’s 7.30am on Sunday morning and I swear I can hear classical music. I’m not sure which piece or which composer-but it’s there. I know it’s not the Mummies because they’re both fast asleep, and one of them is snoring – I’d like to say “gently” but we all know that’s not the case. I’ve had a bit more of a scout around and I now know it’s definitely coming from M Kaz’s phone. It’s her alarm – she used to wake up to the alarm when she was getting up at (or before) dawn to take photographs down at the Broadwater but since she hasn’t been doing that, even though she still sets the alarm, she doesn’t take any notice of it. And, no, I don’t know why she hasn’t been going down to the Broadwater. I don’t think M Kaz knows either, but I did hear her tell M Sooz that she would go down again – starting on Monday (tomorrow). And, no, I did not even think “yeah, right” when she said that.
We were supposed to get big storms yesterday – maybe even a tornado – but that didn’t happen here although they had massive hailstones at a place called Pratten, not far from the Darling Downs Zoo. I hope none of the animals there were as scared as I am when there’s thunder and lightning – very very frightening.
Woohoo – my green rolley toy has made a re-appearance! He was feeling a bit flat but M Kaz put him on to charge and he’s full of energy again, zipping here and there all over the place; which is all well and good unless you’re starving and waiting for breakfast and you can see the bottom of your food bowl. I left him to it while I went to have some breakfast. I figured if he was hungry he could get himself to the kitchen – I don’t have to carry him there like I do the others.
Nigella ... 