This afternoon I mostly talked. To be fair to me, I was asked to. There was a meeting at the church - we're planning some improvements, new doors mostly, and also an extension to the churchyard which is nearly full. We die a lot around here, it seems. The Sage will be going to three local funerals in three days and I'll be playing the music at two of them - being friends, I'd go anyway so I might as well be useful.
Anyway, I was making coffee and tea when the Rector came and asked me to explain to the gathered advisors what we want to do. I was a bit startled, being completely unprepared, but fortunately a churchwarden had brought the notes saying what we'd said we want to do so I had a quick glance at them as a reminder. So okay, all those poor front-legged donkeys are all down to me, so I went and improvised. I must say, they were lovely, and extremely helpful. To be fair to us, we had thought it through, and everything we wanted to do was an improvement, but English Heritage as well as the Diocesan Advisory Council was involved and they can be sticky. Not in this instance, all advice was constructive and gladly received (I employed my best party manners and no one else was saying much).
Tonight, I suggested after dinner that we do a bit more work on the catalogue. I was thinking of half an hour or so. More than two hours later, we've just finished. It was rather more work than I wanted to do at the end of the day (I was carrying bags of onions and carrots about at 8 o'clock this morning) and I am very tired. Fortunately, the shop will be closed tomorrow morning. Instead, I plan to go to a lecture about the mosaics at Ravenna. I have seen them, they're beautiful. In the afternoon, I'm having my hair cut.