The village unusually busy with families coming to place chrysanthemums at their grandparents graves. A tradition quite alien to Northern Protestants. There's not much to do in the village after visiting the churchyard so there's a constant stream of sightseers walking up and down the lane. Bob and Sophie greet each and every one.
Finished the latest Martin Amis novel on the flight back from Berlin. 'The font' is now halfway through it. The London Review of Books trashed it. The New York Review of Books was altogether more positive. Can't remember when the two of us discussed a novel so much. The sort of book that will replace William Golding ( who else suffered Pincher Martin ? ) on the English Lit 'A' Level syllabus.
'The font' rearranges furniture. Angus drags an ancient and very heavy Swedish writing cabinet out of a downstairs bedroom and into the hallway. The drawers have swollen and are quite stuck. The underside is solid wood so no chance of getting at them from that direction. Perhaps one of those plastic dehumidifying trays will do the trick ?
Here's some Sunday morning music. The video is memorable for 1) the singers hat and 2) the indifference of the two young ladies next to the stage. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tjV9gnGa1kc