Brief run down of last month. From the bathroom non-drama until now.
Coughed, coughed a bit more, got sent to bed, stayed there a week or so, got up, felt rubbish. Looked for work, finely honed CV, applied to loads of jobs, heard nothing. Sulked.
Felt better, quit smoking, gained weight, started Zumba, twist knee, sullked.
Right then, so I'm up to date.
One other thing I have done was read a book by Edith Sitwell called English Eccentrics. I read this book because it was given to me recently by a friend, it was given to me because I mentioned that I was in some way distantly related to the Sitwells. She got excited. She told me no more, told me to find out for myself.
And that is what I'm doing....
I knew a little, that the Sitwells once had Renishaw Hall, that Osbert was a War Poet, that we once had a cat called Osbert, and that my Granny shuddered at the mention of their name because they were 'mad as hatters', I knew Edith used to kick back with artists and musicians, and was considered bohemian. That's about it really. This is my project.
Firstly I want to know how I could possibly be related, she only died in the 60's, so it shouldn't be too hard to find a connection. I already LIKE her though, purely from the one book by her that I've read, she found people interesting, she had a quirky style, and we have similar noses (well my Uncle has EXACTLY her nose).
More soon.
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