Rainy Thursday.

 Yes, it's very wet in the Nui.

You might have noticed a bit of a change I made to yesterday's blog post.

I'd started telling a story about a moth that I was intending to develop. 

Then, much earlier this morning, that Catholic blogger with the long silly name left a very long comment that took over my story. I guess he thought he was being clever, or something. Anyway, I deleted his comment and the story.

Beh, non me ne frega una sega.

However, it feels like a boundary has been crossed when you have the cheek to take over someone else's story. He has done it before. 

Moving on...

It was good spending time with Peter yesterday. We got quite a few boxes moved into his new house. It's in a nice area, but the parking could be a problem for a visitor. Anyway, it seems to have a nice big space - AND three toilets!

I'm sure he'll be happy there.

I also spent time with H & H, my grandsons. I pick up Harrison three days a week, from childcare, at present. He is very fond of his Grandma, which is very nice. He had a bit of a wrestle with his Grandad yesterday. Grandad came out in second place before mum came and saved him.

It's still raining heavily. 

I think I might change my violin strings this morning. I have a new set of Pirastro Violino sitting in my drawer. 

They're not my favourite strings, but they are very good strings. It'll take me about half an hour to change strings. Then I'll need to get them settled down for the big recording session on Saturday (no TikTok involved). It takes at least (if not longer) two days of plentiful playing to get violin strings settled down. Ah well, that'll keep me busy today and I won't have time to finish off other people's stories. Ha, ha.

That's it.

Ciao tutti, ma non i cattolici.