We got up early-ish to start a day of work on the computer project. We were distracted on and off by nice surprises. Brother Edward face-timed us from Marrakesh. It's Sascha's birthday and they appear to be staying in a giant box of milk tray chocolate. Their room is literally full of dark purple silks. It was a joy to see out of their bedroom window at a row of palm trees and a bright sun. Apparently it's cold at night, but in the afternoon it gets into the mid 20s. You wouldn't catch me any were near a country like that in this present climate, but maybe that's my loss!
Fiona popped around at mid day and we spent twenty minutes watching brilliant classical music shreds. There's a genius version of a viola tutorial from the lead violist of the Sydney Philharmonic. It is one of the funniest things I've ever seen.
We went for beans on toast at the spoon and then Fiona practised her violin in my bedroom whilst the two of us worked in the kitchen and sitting room.
We went to the gym and skipped about a bit and then came home to work late into the evening. In fact I've only just finished, which means I'm an incredible bore and have very little more to write.
Q - What's orange and sounds like a parrot?
A - A carrot.