According to a quiz I found on my friends page I am KAOS by association.
There are plaques on the pavement in the Octagon which celebrate Dunedin writers and sportspeople. As I walked across the upper Octagon I noticed that one was surrounded by flowers. They were bouquets in honour of Janet Frame, the author who died this week.
Coming home from the gym I bought four pairs of new socks from Hallensteins for £10. It is the only place I’ve found that sells socks that have ‘made in NZ’ on the label for a reasonable price. I left the shop and walked down the street when I realised that I had bought them for colour without checking for size. I got them out of the bag and looked. Two pairs were ok – they were sold in packs of two pairs – the others were for men with foot-sizes of 11 and higher. I am size 7. I took them back and replaced them.
Mike invited a friend for tea, an older man called Miles. He came at evensong. We talked about cats – he has six – and books and spectroscopes. The Terry Pratchett books were recommended to him, although he has read widely, including fantasy, romance and eighteenth century military dramas. Both Tessa and Fremen each took time to smell him. Obviously to them he smelt interestingly of Other Cats. Tao remained curled up on her favorite chair. Mike has been invited back to his house for desert.
I watched Dangerous Beauty, a movie, on tv. Set in Venice, or sets based on Venice, it had a gorgeous use of colour. The protagonist cannot marry the man she loves, instead she is guided in the path of becoming a cortesan, and ends up being his mistress. Ultimately her affairs bring her into conflict with the Holy Inquisition. Lots of scenes where people need cutlery.
During the movie Mike came home. He was embarrassed to having gone without us, as it had been a pleasant evening. We knew that there was a possibility that we would not get invited to the second course.