Today I had big plans. I have nothing I necessarily have to do today and I knew that the farmer would be busy in the vegetable garden getting ready to hire a rotovator to give it a good going over.
So I planned to empty my wardrobe and clean it out, exchanging my winter clothes for my Summer ones which are all folded in the drawers in the spare bedroom. Then I would wash all my jumpers and put them away with sweet-smelling lavender bags for the summer.
Did I mention the word Summer? Well of course our contrary climate here in the UK meant that after a week of glorious spring weather today has dawned damp, cloudy and cold, with North wind sweeping straight down from the Arctic. I have even put my thermal vest back on. And I abandoned my plan about T shirts versus jumpers.
Instead I took all the scarves and bags off the top shelf and sorted them out, throwing away handbags which are greatly out of date and which I have carted around from place to place for the last twenty years. Similarly with the scarves - I have far too many anyway, so they have gone off to the charity shop.
Then it was sort out shoes from the floor of the wardrobe, throwing away several pairs I no longer wear and which are well past their best anyway.
I am now sitting here feeling virtuous. Somehow after doing this kind of job one's mind seems to be more in order. Do you find the same?
On a different subject - is anyone else watching Gryf Rees-Jones in his programme on Africa? I am finding it compulsive viewing and enjoying every single minute of it. The people are so lovely - what a pity that in so many places in Africa there is such turmoil and so much killing and so many thousands desperately trying to get away. I heard on the News that many of the refugees who are being drowned daily in the Med are sub-Sarahan - what terrible journeys they have already had to reach the coast and what terrible fates await so many of them. There are so many mothers with young children - one wonders what they have been led to expect.