Weeknotes 105 - Spring light
- I managed to catch some kind of cold or flu. Don’t ask me how, I don’t know! I spent the week feeling miserable, with my head heavy and constantly teetering on the brink of a migraine.
- My partner got me Anna Jones’s latest book, One. I can already tell there are a lot of future classics in there: fun, fresh flavours, focused even more on the ease of preparation. I’m waiting for my next Ocado delivery to start cooking.
- From The Before I miss the weekend trips to the veg shop: getting inspired by some veg looking particularly delicious, or by the scent of some herb. Fine, in principle I could go to the shops, but would I enjoy it? No. Would I be feeling inspired? Also no, I’d be monitoring who else is present and how close they are to me. So that particular source of multi-sensory fun is gone for now.
- I have been slowly getting back into cooking. Maybe it’s the spring light? The fresh air? Or maybe I’ve had enough of a break from it that it seems like a fun hobby again, rather than a chore I have to do 1-3 times a day until I die. On Saturday morning I made sourdough pancakes with blueberries and fakon, and that cheered me up no end. I’d experimented with the recipe a few times and finally arrived at a combo which produces the fluffiest american-style pancakes.
- I continue to be delighted and surprised at my guitar progress. To play the riff from Beat It both sets of fingers have to move independently in sync, and it seems incredible to me that it’s my hands! doing that thing! where previously it was not possible!
- Once I get pretty comfortable with the acoustic I’m going to buy myself a very fancy—and very expensive—electric guitar.