Capital Numbers is extremely interesting and highly recommended.
If the stuffing of my olive falls out, has it failed in its essential purpose? If so, can I get a refund?
Katharine Hepburn, RIP.
Tim Brooke-Taylor singing All The Things She Said. Jeremy Hardy singing Eternal Flame. It can only be the last in the series of Clue. Class stuff.
I’m pooped. A very long but largely successful day today at West Dean, although the audience was a little reluctant to actually open their wallets. But a good day nonetheless, in spite of a couple of minor hiccups.
I also took the opportunity to stock up on some splendid olives, bread, saucissons and cheese, the last of which I’ll have to make sure is gone before the weekend.
Right now, or at least as soon as I’ve finished enjoying some of this food, I need a soak in the bath and a long drink. A massage would be good too.
Even though you are far from idle, it’s easy to waste time today. No real purpose provides an organizing framework for your morning, afternoon and evening, and you aren’t motivated enough to seize control. Consequently, you may putter around the house without accomplishing much of anything, justify long hours of inactivity as a well-deserved break or head off on a shopping trip and come home with far more purchases that you should. Well, you may be right: You can pick up the slack tomorrow.
What utter bollocks. I’ve never worked so hard in my life as today. The Garden Event has been really successful so far – visitor numbers up by around a third, 83 stallholders to keep happy, blocked drains, leaking pipes, overflowing bins, an injured pensioner and a collapsed radio network – all par for the course for an event organiser. But it seems to have worked overall, and the visitor numbers are fantastic – the best ever.
Hopefully, tomorrow will be even better – come along if you can.
Oh, and I’m a bit sunburnt.
Alison, who is in charge of marketing for West Dean, took some pictures with a digital camera of the event (I forgot to grab the one from the nursery). She’s promised to burn them onto a CD for me, so I may put one up here so you guys can see what it’s like.
The main thing I’ve realised though is that the event has now got just about as big as I can cope with on my own. I simply can not be everywhere doing everything to the high standard I strive for. So next year I’m going to try and rope in an assistant. I just need to find one that will get out of bed at 5am, preferably without too much cajoling or complaining. Volunteer?
Only just got home from work. And have to leave here at 5.30am to do more. But yay! The Garden Event is looking absolutely fantastic – without doubt the biggest and best yet. You MUST come to it! West Dean Gardens, on the A286, six miles north of Chichester. open 10.30am to 5pm tomorrow and Sunday.
Tomorrow will be a very long day, but a good one.
I’m off to bed now. At least I can be sure of sleeping well and very pleasant dreams indeed.