Amateur Theatricals

I dreamed we were improvising a play on the beach- right where the waves were breaking- and nobody much was watching which was just as well. It had to do with Roman emperors- and I was channelling John Hurt's performance as Caligula- the difference being that he could act and I can't. I spent some time getting into my toga and then went up to the person who was playing the reigning emperor- Tiberius, I suppose, kissed him and asked him if he'd had any thoughts about the succession. Even as I said the words I was thinking, "This is really lame."

Mad March Weather

The wind is howling. The lower field is water-logged and a lot of dead wood is lying about under the trees.

This is no longer storm Gareth but storm Hannah. The weather satellites see them as separate pinwheels of cloud but if you're underneath them it's hard to tell the difference, or know where one ends and the other begins.