Something odd just happened. I haven’t posted in ages. That’s the longest gap ever, and for no particular reason. My head has been too full or too empty. There have been half drafted posts that didn’t make it to a scrap of paper, never mind a screen.
The weekend was glorious over most of the British Isles, apart from that wee bit of cloud and rain in the north west of Ireland. Guess where we were? While many of you discared cardigans and painted toe nails, we put on the thermals, pulled up the hoods, and battled through the wind.
For the first time ever, I’d brought ‘work’ with me. I had a talk to prepare- a combination of two I’ve done before, with an intersecting middle bit. That middle five minutes took hours and hours. There was reading and thinking and then cobbling together. Finding a path that made it all seamless, and stopped the audience from dropping off. An audience of policy wonks, young enthusiastic doctors, quality and audit gurus and some elder statesmen of local medicine.
Of course, I wasn’t going to spend all weekend on that. I had a book to read. Two actually. One that was devoured while my eyes drooped, and one that Debra has me coming back to. Two new to me writers that will keep me occupied for some time.
Of course, that talk prep didn’t go away, and I went into full anxiety mode when we came home. Typing and timing. Will I talk too quickly? Stand up and see if that makes me slow down. Oh! Slides! I’ll need slides… Do we even have powerpoint?
I ended up talking from the podium with 2 screens behind me- my mother looking over my shoulder as I talked about her illness, our learning, and why I keep blathering on.
It’s over. The sun is out. I woke up at lunch time.
There’s another talk to do, funding applications to finish, a ballet exam to shop for, summer tests to revise for, toe nails to paint and kite flying skills to master.
And soon we’ll be back to the windswept west, where the dry is an added bonus, and the sun a welcome surprise.