No, the days have just drifted by in that inexorable way that they have. I have drunk a lot of coffee, stared out of coffee shop windows a lot, watching the world go by (mind you, that bits O.K. as it's one of my favourite pastimes). You can get too much of a good thing, though, and so I decided to reconnect with the big bad world again.
There I was, wracking my brains looking for something to write about. I was "all at sea", floundering in the waters of non-inspiration when, quite unexpectedly, dolphins swam to the rescue and nudged me to the shore. Aren't extended metaphrs wonderful?
Seriously, though, I was greatly cheered and jolted out of my lethargy by a story about the aforesaid dolphins in my local newspaper. Every year in May they visit the mouth of the River Tay and can be seen from Broughty Ferry where I live - only this year they didn't show up.
I regarded this as yet another piece of bad news to add to the avalanche of bad news - Syria, the failing Euro etc that has hit us all recently.
However, I needn't have worried. They arrived safely in June, (hence the newspaper story) playing around their favourite haunts and generally cheering the locals up.
And now a tiny bit of the world has been set to rights again!
