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Back to Front

by Lydia

There is also a curious aspect I hadn’t thought of – that of writing facing the front of the house again. Our bedroom faces south, to the back garden – I am now adjacent to the north-facing window looking out onto the front garden. And, suddenly, there is a strange mental shift to being part of our village facing the front rather than the back.

Notebook, Lydia Crow, 7th January 2023
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A black dog points her nose upwards to knock a hand away from a computer mouse at the edge of a desk. The image catches her mid-act.
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Persistent Scapa

by Lydia

I really enjoy homeworking. I can get so much more done, and (especially right now) it’s nice to be able to relax properly during my lunch break. But one of the tricky things to deal with is Scapa. Mostly, she curls up somewhere nearby after her walk, and is quite content and peaceful. But, if she wants strokes, she has a habit of knocking my right hand upwards until I stop using my mouse and pay her some attention.

A black dog points her nose upwards to knock a hand away from a computer mouse at the edge of a desk. The image catches her mid-act.
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A notebook featuring lots of entries written in fountain pen and shaded with red or green pencil. At the top of the page is a squiggle in fountain pen ink and shaded red. It had clearly been drawn by a child.
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Little Additions

by Lydia

At the moment, I am keeping a form of tracking journal – I’m sure I’ll explain more over the coming weeks – and, if I leave it out on my desk and Auri sneaks into my room, I sometimes come back to find a little hand has used my fountain pen to carefully make a mark, and then coloured it in, just like I do.

A notebook featuring lots of entries written in fountain pen and shaded with red or green pencil. At the top of the page is a squiggle in fountain pen ink and shaded red. It had clearly been drawn by a child.
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The programme Bagpuss is showing on a laptop screen. At the corners of the image can be seen the back of a preschooler's head as she watches the programme, her parents, and a black dog sprawled asleep on the settee.
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Introducing Bagpuss

by Lydia

The other day, I introduced Auri to Bagpuss. And, despite it being a different pace to some of the gleam and glare these days (which I constantly try to avoid or mitigate), she absolutely loved it. Earlier today, she opted to watch Stoppit and Tidyup.

The programme Bagpuss is showing on a laptop screen. At the corners of the image can be seen the back of a preschooler's head as she watches the programme, her parents, and a black dog sprawled asleep on the settee.
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A woman on a train, the landscape outside the window a blur.
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An Actual Social Life

by Lydia

After the last two (three, four) years, it seems strange to actually have a social life again. Last night, we went round to dinner at a friend’s house, today I got the train to Blair Atholl for dinner with friends (while Auri and Euan had a splendid time at an afternoon party), and this evening two other friends arrived to stay the night. A marvellous weekend of all good things – and still two more days to go! And it felt good to be on a train again.

A woman on a train, the landscape outside the window a blur.
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