It’s Hallowe’en and our next-door neighbours have really gone all out with the decorations: entire front of the house covered with spider webs; bats all over the front door; a skeleton, an animatronic groaning zombie, and a (hopefully fake) dead body in the front yard; a couple of pumpkins.
I finished my entry for the Loopop mega contest (parameters: “make music using the provided samples and to share how you did it”) just in time for the deadline. Of course, I could have done it weeks ago, except of course I couldn’t, because the thing about this kind of music is that you can tweak it indefinitely, and it’s only the existence of a deadline that makes me able to say, OK, this is good enough, and publish it.
I took out an old but familiar cardigan only to find some holes in the front. I wore it an awful lot over the past eighteen months, and it’s possible that I caught it on something, but it looks suspiciously like clothes moths to me.
With a handsome 81 days to go before Christmas, I ordered the Christmas tree. I won’t say that threat of potential shortages was no part of my consideration at all, but it was more the fact that we got an email from the local Christmas tree supplier we’ve used previously to say that they had started taking orders, and I thought that I might as well sort it out now while there’s a good choice of delivery days.
I met a few university friends in Soho on Thursday evening. That was a delight. Soho seemed busy; I don’t know if Fridays are busier or if Thursday is the new Friday because so many people are working from home on Friday even if they have to be in an office the rest of the week.