A knell is the sound of a bell rung solemnly. I checked it up before using it. What I don't know is how you toll a bell solemnly. You just pull a rope don't you. The solemnity is in the timing of the successive rings, I would have thought, not in the quality of a single ring. Anyway, that's my thought on it.
Whilst looking at Gray's Elegy and picking it over for a quote, I noticed that he composed it by reusing some lines for another poem he had tried to write. I'm glad to find it's not just me that treats old and unsuccessful poems as raw material for new ones.
Where does all the time go? Twilight has arrived, the sky is holding just a hint of colour behind a veil of grey cloud and it is time to eat and change pace.
That's probably what I miss most about Julia not being here, Well that and there seems to be more washing up to do. And no tea appears magically by my elbow as I write. However, without her there is definitely no change of pace. I get up. I do what I like. I watch what I like on TV. Nobody wakes me up to tell me to stop snoring. And then it's time for bed.
She, meanwhile, has been to a baseball game and is currently at a Mother's Day BBQ celebration hosted by the family of Number One Son's partner. They are spit roasting a whole pig. Canadian BBQs are very different to the ones we have in Nottingham.
I'm back from eating now. Quiche and salad, in case you were wondering. The same quiche and almost the same salad as I had yesterday. No, I haven't developed a sudden love of salad, but we had it in the fridge and I hate wasting food. I am also pretty sure I would hate dying, so it's probably time to start eating a healthier diet.
Tomorrow I will, I think, start with cereal and fruit. Lunch? It's definitely time to get round to that mushroom soup. Evening meal is fish finger sandwiches. They are the ones that are marketed as containing Omega 3 and being good for you. This time next year it will be something else that is good for me, so I will just have to read the internet and try to keep up. I'm eating more sandwiches and fewer vegetables now that Julia isn't here.
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