Nothing much

I don't seem to have much to say this week, if you haven't noticed. I feel like I've been catching up ever since Easter, and tired. Can I blame daylight saving's end for a kind of jetlag? Probably not. I've also been beavering away at, or perhaps mildly obssessed with, the first crochet rug. I'm 107 squares down, with 19 to go, but have been working smallest to biggest so have the bigger ones left. I'm not very good at sitting still and doing nothing, so I think one of the reasons I like crochet is because it's productive enough that I can let myself sit there and do it, but brainless enough (especially blanket crochet) that I find it really relaxing. But then every so often I have to tell myself 'that's enough crochet Ali - go and read/write something or do something else'. I'm partly driven by the fact that it is Annie's birthday on the 6th June, and I figure if I am going to make this I might as well make it for her birthday.

Also, instead of reading the pile of more hefty books I have stacked about that might be thought-provoking, I have been spending time reading The Guernsey Literature and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Schaffer and Annie Barrows. I'm a few pages from the end and have loved it! Nicole reviewed it on her blog once (which I can't access just now) and I agree with her (one) criticism that some of the perceptions in it seem all a little too post-modern for the time, but it really is a delightful story of a group of characters living on Guernsey Island during and after the German occupation of WWII. It's a lovely read for something that's light-hearted and humourous (I've laughed outloud on the bus, over a parrot called Zenobia) without being trashy.