Having suggested a Kindle as an Xmas present for Mrs R and being told she didn't want one, it has been little surprise that she has been constantly glued to the one she gave me. She has also displayed irritation when, on switching it on, she finds my book and not hers on display.
Consequently, in order to have use of my Xmas gift, I have today ordered her a baby Kindle of her own, along with case and a light. So as from Tuesday we shall be a two Kindle family, and I shall once more be able to read the books I have bought.
Actually, most of the books I have awaiting me are selected from the free titles I took a fancy to which appear daily on the EreaderIQ site I linked to before. Even selecting only one every day or so, I shall never catch up with them all, so I doubt very much I will actually have to spend any money, excepting when a favourite author publishes something new that I feel I can't do without.
Despite them being free, those I have downloaded so far all seem to be of pretty good quality, certainly as good as my usual spur of the moment random bookshop purchases. There have even been some free cookbooks on the list, I haven't looked at them yet, but the next time I am stuck for something to cook I shall give them a whirl. Lately I have been using the BBC websites food section for recipes, but I'm always up for something new.
Meanwhile, I bought a load of picture frames and have set about making the arched alcove in our kitchen into a proper picture wall. It has been quite good fun trying to select the photos to fill the frames, finding things which are both representative of us and our family, whilst thematically and compositionally fitting into their slot on the wall. I still need to get another half dozen frames to finish it off, but am very pleased with the results so far. The good thing is, since I am printing the images myself (I knew all those stacks of glossy photo paper would one day come in handy), when we tire of an image we can swap it out for another.
Finally, since I had to deliver some stuff to my accountant this morning (those guys must love accountancy so much they work weekends too), we took the sports car out for a spin and on the way home drove the beach road between Bridport and Weymouth. On the spur of the moment we stopped in at the Hive Beach Cafe and, in the warm winter sunshine, sat by the sea drinking the most awesome mugs of hot chocolate, overflowing with heaps of marshmallows and masses of real whipped cream. Only sorry that we had already had breakfast, the food being eaten at the tables around us looked to die for. We have had lunches there a few times before, but clearly breakfast is the meal to go for. Highly recommended if you ever need something nice to get over the shock of finding yourself in Dorset, it won't make Dorset any less boring, but it should amply sustain you whilst you plan your escape. After putting 7lbs back on over Christmas, I don't think my hot chocolate consumption will help make this weeks weigh-in at Fat Club any less humiliating, but sometimes life needs to be lived.
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