After yesterdays fall
in the strawberry bed my end is just a trifle rough hewn! Yet to my
amazement this morning I was able to walk about,just, and could hold
a glass of orange juice which is,frankly better than I deserve under
the circumstances!
We awoke to the brilliant news that my sons book sales had vastly increased during the night and his position in the various charts covering his genre had likewise improved considerably. We drank
our morning coffee
bleary eyed and rather sore but ecstatically happy while sales
continued to rise.
Friday is a house
cleaning day and not well liked for that reason ,yet today we sailed
through the chores and were finished in record time,while book sales
climbed still higher. My son, at my urging ,booked a five day break
in his beloved Derbyshire to be taken at the end of August,by which
time two more of his books should be on sale.
He had budgeted for a
break even if sales had been slow ,now he can take his holiday with
an even better conscience. He would,if left to his own devises work
all day,every day and this cannot be if he is to stay healthy.
The afternoon sun drew
us out for and hour or so and we met at the pub on the river as the
tide was in and toasted his success in some very good organic wheat
beer,after which,home to a simple supper of bacon,eggs mushrooms
tomatoes and new crusty bread.
I hope for an early
night and some sound sleep, last night I was in far too much pain to
sleep for more than a few minutes at a time. In spite of this I
cannot begin to tell you how happy I am. To see my dear boy so happy
is all I need ,nothing else matters,nothing at all.
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