I sometimes think of interesting things I would like to write but, I don't know why it is, as soon as I enter the room where my computer reigns as queen, I can't think of what it was I wanted to say. Why should this be so? I don't know, but it struck me for the first time today that, if I were to unplug my computer, which is after all no more than a laptop, I could perhaps set up shop in another room. Or would the sense of foreboding, gloom and doom pursue me to another room? I will let you know how I get on!
Update
No chance to try out my wheeze - too many grandchildren running amok.
Never mind, Mr. Dunn, I suspect this is much the same as forgetting why you just went upstairs to fetch something, and not a cause for general gloom and despondency. The thing to do is to go back to the place where you first had the thought .....
ReplyDeleteMy congratulations to the House Photographer, horse's best friend showing great appeal, I thought.
Yes, but if I do that ("go back to the place where you first had the thought") I can't write it down. I need to go to the Room of Gloom for that.
ReplyDeleteGrrr
ReplyDeleteCan't you make a note on the back of your hand?
Really .....
No no no, I'm truly sympathetic, of course I am. (Fingers crossed behind back).
The horse obviously felt it knew what it was about, turning on the charm with a perfect stranger. Unfortunately, sugar had I none!
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