I was out for lunch yesterday and spent ages wondering what to wear. I have nothing to wear. It was sunny outside and my boots looked wrong as did thick tights but it is much too soon to start stripping off for spring. Never cast a clout til May be out was one of my grandfather’s sayings and there is something in that although I am not going to wait until then to start thinking about spring clothes. The shops are full of them already but nothing takes my fancy.
I have sent off a short story with no great hopes but it was fun to write and I need to do more so that I have a good portfolio to keep trying with various outlets. Just reading a collection of Maeve Binchy shorts, trying to understand, even after all these years, what actually makes a good short story.