Rejoice, for the mental mechanics arrived and freed whatever was blocked.
(On the emotional rollercoaster. Keep up, can't you?)
I went for tea with my mother after work (she was in town perusing microfilms of An Claidheamh Soluis in the National Library, and wanted me to help her translate a dedicatory poem from the First National Language), and after a bit my father showed up, and a good time was had by all, together with pleasant beverages. They were in great form, the two of them, which cheered me up enormously.
So it was a chilled and happy Radzer who got on the 16 bus and went home to a cordyline-free flowerbed (see
glitzfrau's note on the subject) and a leisurely curry.
A bottle of wine shared with the same
glitzfrau over Ros na RĂșn and assorted newseries has not hindered the process at all, mind you.
(On the emotional rollercoaster. Keep up, can't you?)
I went for tea with my mother after work (she was in town perusing microfilms of An Claidheamh Soluis in the National Library, and wanted me to help her translate a dedicatory poem from the First National Language), and after a bit my father showed up, and a good time was had by all, together with pleasant beverages. They were in great form, the two of them, which cheered me up enormously.
So it was a chilled and happy Radzer who got on the 16 bus and went home to a cordyline-free flowerbed (see
A bottle of wine shared with the same