Bedtime Story Conservatory 49 15/05/2020
Hello everyone, once again,
One potato, two potato, three potato, four, five potato, six potato, seven potato, more. Each one has a different shape though!
I am eating dinner right now in the kitchen, If you ever make mashed potato, boil the potato skins in a little milk (or milk alternative) until they go soft, drain the milk into a bowl and add that to the potatoes when ready to mash.
I hope you are all well today, and that your brain doesn't feel like mashed potato. Hopefully, somehow, at some point, in some way, you can spit that mashed potato brain out like Pingu is about to do with his seaweed in the image above.
Lots of love.
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Today's reading is a little excerpt of Virginia Woolf, "a pioneer in the use of stream of consciousness as a narrative device", with The Waves 1978;
Set on the coast of England against the vivid background of the sea, The Waves introduces six characters—three men and three women—who are grappling with the death of a beloved friend, Percival. Instead of describing their outward expressions of grief, Virginia Woolf draws her characters from the inside, revealing them through their thoughts and interior soliloquies.
I hope you enjoy the reading if you do listen to it today, or whenever, and If you don't listen to it today, or whenever, I hope you enjoy the continuum of emails, or at least, the presence of these notes in your inbox. There is no expectations.
Link to the reading-
https://drive.google.com/open?id=1kSpZZ_txIjchmw6Jod6s-6CnbYoESYE8
Link to all previous readings-
https://drive.google.com/open?id=1t4v042zpGgwI7KN6_ST_tAthqm63J22V
Warmest wishes, and lots of love,
Sam
