with Stephen Fry, Hugh Laurie, Kenneth Branagh, Emma Thompson, Imelda Staunton
Hello, Peter. I miss your daily blog entries. Where have you been? Are you having trouble finding topics that interest your readers? I hope you are doing well. Best wishes, Bozenna."
Thanks for your email, Bozenna, but I've been busy "re-homing" some books and reading some others. "Human Errors - A Panorama of Our Glitches, From Pointless Bones to Broken Genes" by Nathan H. Lents and Barney Shaw's "The Smell of Fresh Rain - The Unexpected Pleasures of Our Most Elusive Sense", and "Walk in a Relaxed Manner - Life Lessons from the Camino", about a pilgrimage I've always wanted to do but now never will, to "More Fool Me - Stephen Fry - A Memoir" in which I read about "Peter's Friends" which I would never have known about.
Today I took she-who-must-be-obeyed to lunch at the Moruya Bowling Club. The restaurant was unusually busy but then I realised that it was Valentine's Day. Not to be outdone, I boasted about doing it three times a night without letting on that I was talking about getting up to pee.
Oh, and before I forget, Bozenna, "Nelligen" is not Nadi; it's pronounced with a sharp 'g' and written without an 'n'. Oh, and Nadi is in Fiji where the letter 'd' has an unwritten 'n' in front of it. And to add further to your fount of useless knowledge, the only smell-specific word in the English language is petrichor. It was coined in 1964 by a pair of Australian scientists called Bear and Thomas to describe the smell of fresh rain: from the Greek petra (stone) and ichor (the blood of the gods) for the distinctive smell of an oil trapped in rocks and soil which is released when it rains. That's worth at least 16 points at SCRABBLE.
Now sit back and watch "Peter's Friends". Any friends of mine are yours.
