Monday. Is it?

         I was up the allotment this afternoon to see if my elaborately constructed cabbage butterfly net had withstood the winds at the weekend. Nae bother. Nobody's got a cabbage patch like mine. Nobody.
   
          I had a go at the prostrations again tonight. I stopped doing them at the beginning of last October when I started getting some fluid gathering at the front of the front pad on my feet. I've been waiting for the puffiness to get better, or get worse, or stay the same. Well, it stayed the same, so laying off the prostrations didn't seem to help it. So I did a hundred prostrations this evening. I really enjoyed it in a kind of nostalgic way. Maybe it was when the sweat running off my brow formed a puddle on the floor ....

          I read the radio script I sent in today. I felt most encouraged. The ending isn't right and the characterisation curve for the girl isn't right. But there's nothing I couldn't fix in a couple of hours, so I'll finish it anyway as soon as the radio people tell me they don't want it! Over the next week or so I should have a look at the thriller I wrote bits of to see if any of it is worth salvaging. Well, the plotline will be. About the only thing really.

          Apart from once again dancing the dance of death with the Nicotine Dragon, everything is going very well indeed. I'm settling down. I've started doing two hour sittings. And "the channels" keep opening up.

          Tomorrow has to be the beginning of yet another purification episode. I'm hoping to meet my spiritual friend and, hopefully, teacher tomorrow morning, which will be great. But it would be shameful to show up when I was still smoking. So it has to stop tomorrow morning.

           The white knuckled, psycho-killer, Johnnyboy, will be stalking  the streets of Haymarket around eleven tomorrow morning, not even a morning through the withdrawals. This joe should not inflict himself on anyone, yet .... well, she's probably some kind of saint already and a wee bit of twitching and chewing the carpet isn't got to throw her.

         

       

         

Touristing!

          It's been a bit odd around here. I've had a house guest, a Chinese lady I met on the Holy Isle. Probably as nice a woman as you're liable to meet.

Last night she gave me a crystal mala given to her by her Chinese guru. Most touched!!

Settling in

          I couldn't resist taking the photies of the daffs today! I love it when the daffs come out! It really is Springtime! The first photie was taken on my first cycle run of the year yesterday. I'm in fantastic cycling shape after all the knee bends. I'm going cycling on Wednesday with the old toothless one who has been on a fortnight long bender in the West Indies, so he'll probably die en route. I'll take a shovel and just bury him on the spot. Tell folk I lost him. Save all the bother.

          I think I'm settling down to living the wonderful life again! I managed six hours today anyway and the meditations just keep getting better and better. I'm not drinking much and hardly see anyone, and I'm keeping as fit as I can. It's getting great!

First planting!

This time last year the streets were full of snow so it's probably way too early to be planting anything, but I planted some broccoli I'd grown from seed today ... well, they'd gotten too big. I'll time the next lot better. This type is moving weirdly from the middle to the left so I'll finish here as it's doing my head in.

Bigger Diggings!

   
          The bottom photie is of a vision I had in the sky today. I think it is the sun. Today was better than the summer time because it would have been too hot in the summer time. Today was just right.

           Then I dug a wee bit of the allotment. Only about seven or eight rows with about fifteen shovels widths in each row. Nothing. Only about a hundred and twenty times to push the spade into the earth, lift and turn, push the spade .... nothing. Completely knackered me of course. I was going to clean a beer stain out of the carpet and rasp a bit on the bottom of a door, but all domestic chores were abandoned after the diggings.

            I've been practising smiling into my organs a wee bit. It's Taoist juju. You close your eyes and smile down into yourself. You can smile into your legs if you like. It's not very Scottish somehow with the place being full of miserable basturns and all.

Brilliant Monday

          I'm starting to like Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday the best. I don't have to see folk during the start of the week. I can get myself organised like I did today!! Did two hour and a half sittings in the morning; sorted out some house stuff; did a wee bit of shopping; went up to the allotment for a bit of digging, and sat on the new bench with my eyes closed, and my face in the warmth of the afternoon sun.

          I'm maybe going on holiday this summer with a a friend of mine, who is, of course, like all my so called friends, either disturbed, funged up or bizarre. He was insisting recently that I don't take any cameras with me on holiday. No photies!! He is insisting on this because he isn't right in the head, neither he is!

Beginning of the diggings again!

          The top three photies were taken on a walk to the Botties a couple of days ago. The rest were taken today up at the allotment, the last one being Inverleith Park Boating Pond.

           I have fixed two things! I never fix anything. Trying to fix stuff is what I don't like doing, but needs must. The first thing I fixed was the door. I stopped it sticking by getting a rasp file and filing and filing and filing for hours and hours and hours. I made me remember one of the reasons why I don't like fixing things. But I think it's fixed now. Then I fixed the lock. I had to go to Homebase and buy a file for metal and file away for a few minutes, but now the mortice locks.

           I had a wonderful wee meditation sitting on the bench up the allotment. And I did the first dig of the season. I think it's been eighteen years since I started digging the allotment. All I need is a wee bit of good weather and it should be great up there this year!