There has been a bit of an interlude in my posts for the last week or so. Something huge happened to me in the domestic sense – ie I bought a new vacuum cleaner. This had a completely unforeseen consequence, in that I was immediately seized with a desire to clean. (Most unusual for me – I can almost always find something more interesting to do than housework). However, the upshot is that in the last six days I have cleaned and rearranged the kitchen, bedroom, and studio, including taking everything out, sorting, rearranging and reinstalling. Believe me when I say I am totally exhausted – and expecting to get a letter from Buck House any moment, asking if I would accept a ‘Damehood’ in light of my services in the Eternal Battle Against Dust.
So what, you ask, does this have to do with the title of this post? Almost nothing, to be honest, but the general overhaul proved incredibly well timed in that it is Pirates Day here in Hastings this Sunday 21 July. And whilst I was cleaning I
uncovered under a pile of old tat and dust fortuitously located the pirate costumes from last year. Very handy – will save me having to buy new ones, which as you can imagine, are now to be had only at a premium price here in Hastings, the Pirate Capital of the World. Last year we broke the record for the most pirates in one place at one time – 14,231, to be precise – and the town was absolutely heaving with Jack Sparrows and PegLegs and Captain Hooks. This time we have a skyfall by pirates on to the beach – I seriously can’t wait!