what I do best

... is being slightly random. I think I might go back to that for a wee while for my blog writing. My thoughts are like butterflies and I can't seem to rest on any one for more than few moments.

I am really falling apart. My wrist is sore, has been sore for a couple of weeks. It is a soft tissue injury because I have full movement and there was only minor swelling for a short while. I fell of my office chair during an online tutorial. Indeed. I was trying to pick up a sewing needle without pulling the headset of my ears so I wouldn't miss anything but it backfired big time, the chair rolled away from under my bottom. I am glad I had the presence to turn the microphone and camera off for a moment (after having been caught on camera with my pj bottoms the night before).

I didn't eat a big cinnamon bun that was calling my name when I walked past the bakery. I am regretting it a bit actually, it did look good. However, I noticed, that I can now lift up my belly and wobble it like a big jelly. Not nice.

I need more cardigans. I have only two, of which I wear one all the time. There is always a need for cardigans in a woman's life.

Friday marked Sam's last day of school (he still has exams). There has been lots of planning, eau de toilette was purchased and a haircut scheduled. He took the evening of work to celebrate with his year group. He rolled in at 7 pm. I am sparing you the details, I think all you need to know is that he has not been drinking herbal tea whilst out partying. I have just heard that all his friends are ok, including the one who broke his collar bone. I am hugely relieved. I sent Sam of to supported study before 9, for an exam revision workshop. He didn’t look his best. All he took was a paracetamol. I hope he has learned a lesson but probably not.

I went for drinks and dinner with a group of my mature students. I was delighted to be invited. They had three exams in one day and deserved a bit of celebrating. Most were my age or older and I didn't feel like a geriatric taking the kids out for a meal. I don’t make a habit of hanging out with my students but I felt comfortable because the exam is set and evaluated by an external professional body and there is no issue with bias and preferential treatment. I feel privileged to help such an amazing and hardworking group of students achieve a dream.

The garden is finally waking up. Spring is slow to arrive and take over from winter. It feels like we have turned a corner now and winter is backing off.

I experienced virtual reality for the first time. I am still feeling a bit nauseated thinking about it. It was at work so all serious. I was going to go on a virtual campus tour but the file could not be found and I was sent on an underwater adventure instead, exploring a sunken ship. A blue whale swam right up to me winked. It was creepy, it looked very wise and I was in no doubt it was real. The shoal of little fish swimming around my head made me jump. I am not going on a virtual reality roller coaster anytime soon, that's for sure! I wonder if I could get a virtual beach set up in my bedroom for those times when it all gets too much?

My mum's cat Figaro died on Friday. He was very ill and it was time to let him go. My mum is very sad, please send her a big virtual hug.

I am writing this on my brand new iPad. I am a super fast touch typer and find it a bit slow to use the touchscreen keypad but it is fun to have a new gadget. If by any chance you know how to insert photos from my iCloud photo library onto my blogger post, please let me know. I don't seem to have that option on the iPad, which is a bit annoying. I have another new gadget, one of those nifty pencils to write on the iPad screen. That’ll be really handy for note-taking at meetings. I have a habit of taking notes on random pieces of scrap paper and lose most. soon after. I am going to write my notes in rainbow colours, just because I can.

I am going to eat an egg mayonnaise sandwich for my lunch, with chives from the garden. To digest the feast, I am exercising my brain. I have been trying to draft a sleeve for my Sarah blouse. My third attempt remains unsuccessful.