language

Escorted Glorious Grandson to Playgroup today.

He made friends with Jonathon, who unexpectedly is Mexican, as are lots of people here and all over. The two group leaders were fluently bilingual with Spanish, such a fast language.
Frequently Americans cannot understand the English accent tho, and fail to gush as much as they used to about how wonderful it is. I tried to order a cola ice cream float this afternoon and i might as well have spoken in Chinese as the guy was totally perplexed.
We went to the supermarket on the way home and reading the magazines by the till I discovered that our own dear Duchess of Cornwall is a lush and Charley wishes he had never married her, and that Mr and Mrs Obama are rowing, that's when they can get a word in edgewise round Brad and Angelina whose doings occupy the same status as Jordan in UK.

Sleeping with a monster

Daughter is hosting us in her basement which in the main remains unclaimed to civilisation.
We sleep surprisingly comfortably [and appropriately for a textile artist] in this tiny room, festooned with a multitude of fabrics to disguise the basic bare walls.
Outside our padded cell is the rest of the cavern stretching away the full size of the house.

Just the other side of our wall resides this apparatus, the heating monster, which periodically lurches into a long and heartfelt burble on it's troubles 24 hours a day. I am very intolerant of noise when I have aspirations to sleep and assumed we would have to de-camp to the frowzy embrace of a sound proof casino room after one night. However it possibly has hidden charms as we have slept well every night.
Daughter marches away her frustrations on this treadmill in another part of the gloom, watching a big TV usually waiting for the snow to melt.
However since we arrived the snow has fled and reappeared in Suffolk, which seems odd. Mother is getting extremely ratty that she can't get out of her bungalow to supervise village doings.
Have, as yet, not stitched a stitch, tho I have read the new Lee Childs on my K*ndle [thought it was a disappointment and gratuitously detailed in it's violence]as part of a Great Download Frenzy as all copyright problems are defunct now me and K* are in the States together.
NB I see from various blogs that snow dyeing is now a craze, not here it ain't.