Gifts from the gods...

[cybermule]

A large toy balloon landed in my garden some time during the last rainstorm. This alone is enough to make me smile, but better still, it's an Eeyore shaped balloon :D Now I'm not a big Pooh fan - it always reminds me of sappy schoolgirls at with piglet pencilcases. In fact, you could probably take Pooh, Piglet and Tigger, all three, and do something nasty to them with a rusty spike and I wouldn't blink. But I've always had a soft spot for Eeyore, with his philosophically realistic attitude, and his tendency to have a gloomy and secluded corner of the world.

So someone out there has been truly bounteous. Good thing too, as I've spent the day listening to old MP3s as I write my essay. Too much nostalgia on top of a slight downer is a bad thing and Elgar's Cello Concerto always makes me cry in that happy/sad way that good songs tend to do. I've always wondered whether other people get as emotionally affected by music...

Ah well - back to work!