I woke up a bit late this morning and hurried down to the office to see if there had already been a message left on the answerphone from the printers. There hadn’t. So I checked the emails and noted there were remarkably few. I ran through the list of jobs I’d got planned for the day and went off to have a cup of tea and shower, hoping the printers would have phoned by the time I was out of the shower.

They hadn’t phoned, so I told my husband I’d dash along to the shops to get some fresh bread and asked him to answer the phone if it rang. He asked me if I really expected a call this morning. Then it dawned on me. It wasn’t Monday, it was Sunday! I’ve never experienced that before. I remember getting the time wrong on a course once when the clocks had changed, but that was only an hour – but a whole day?!

It’s been lovely to have an ‘extra’ day. I’ve caught up with a few jobs and generally just chilled out. I don’t know if I should be worried by this memory lapse or just hope it happens again as it has many advantages.

It’s tomorrow, Monday, when I’ll get a call from the printers and then I’ll go up to visit them in Small Dole to do the final proofs of this magazine – hurrah. It’s quite a good one I think. I love the cover and I think you will.

The main reason is that I’ve been busy doing the magazine, organising events and doing other things – yes, I do other things apart from Flutewise. Another reason I haven’t posted is that hardly anyone leaves me a comment these days. Thanks Rachel for leaving one below that has spurred me into writing this. If you want more, plaese leave a comment.

The magazine is almost ready for a final proof. It’s a good one I think, I LOVE the cover. Wendy posted it through my letterbox when I was out. That’s quite a brave thing to do to post precious artwork through my letter box when it could be attaced by paper eating cat. Our Doppy loves any sort of paper, providing it is important. Cheques are particularly tasty she reckons. She’s also discovered that tearing up paper is an excellent way of getting her humans out of bed in the mornings as they want to know what she is tearing up. Drat that cat! But she is beautiful.

Doppy