In the morning it’s retouching rabbits and in the afternoon I come home and get started on the cover for Pirate Pete.
Crumbs, it’s cold. I have the heater on full blast and it doesn’t seem to have any effect on the ambient temperature. The work goes slowly, but at 7:00-ish I decide that I don’t want to do any more and down tools. Or tool.
Possibly more rabbits tomorrow in addition to the pirates. Perhaps not. *Affects haughty demeanour.* I haven’t decided yet.
Perhaps something else entirely.
At the risk of being repetitive, and in the interests of what passes for full disclosure in my alleged life, it’s another viewing for Gosford Park which I really think ranks up there with M*A*S*H, Nashville and The Player. Some folks on the IMDB disagree, but whatever. They probably wanted explosions.