goodness.

I had no idea so many people felt so strongly about oranges! :)

The other day somebody asked me, somewhere, how I knew how long a book would be. I rambled on about it on Magical Words today, so perhaps that’ll be of some interest to people.

Only yesterday I was proclaiming proudly to Ted that I’d been out of the house almost every single day of the year, except two or three back in January. However, I have not been out today, and it’s pissing down rain, so I kinda think that my streak’s been broken. Damn.

I got up late this morning, and genuinely didn’t think I was going to get any work done, but I’ve actually ended up with 2300 words written, which I’m pretty happy about. (Perhaps not Blazing Avatar of the Writing Godhead happy, but pretty happy!)

I bought local, er, grown? honey at the Cork Market a few days ago (I love the Market. It’s a major reason that I’d like to stay in Cork. It’s vivacious and full of good smells and people talking and foods I’ve never heard of, and it’s just wonderful. I should do a photo shoot there sometime.), but the kind I’d been buying, which is ambrosia-like in its light sweet clarity, wasn’t available just then. So I got another kind which is much woodsier in taste. I don’t like it quite as much (although I bet it’s going to be *really* good in the barbeque sauce), but it’s really interesting to discover the completely distinctive tastes. I could become a honey connessuier, if they’ve got such things. (I’m sure they do.) I’m thinkin’ that even if they’ve got the kind I like a lot next time, I might look for a smaller jar of something else, just to keep trying the new flavours.

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