On a dull day we – mostly Jackie – spent time returning the kitchen to normal. Mrs Knight had washed, ironed, and now rehung the curtains. The glasses cupboard had its doors reinstalled and its contents brought back in from the library. The table returned to its normal position.
A number of bloggers, including us, have been beneficiaries of the late Pauline King’s delightful light catchers. It was therefore a priority for it be back in its rightful place hanging from the centre of the main window ready for when the sun shines again.
This afternoon I watched Television broadcasts of the Six Nations Rugby matches between England and Italy, and between Scotland and Wales.
During intervals I read the next three chapters of ‘Little Dorrit’ and, after dinner, scanned three more of Charles Keeping’s illustrations.
‘The History of a Self Tormentor’ uses Dickens’s device of employing a letter to progress the narrative.
The image of ‘Canalletto dropped on one knee’, with the backward tilt of the body displays the artist’s mastery of movement in the human form.
‘Affery headed the exploring party,’ each member of which is recognisable from Keeping’s earlier portraits. This image is cleverly framed by the sinuous candle smoke.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s toothsome sausages in red wine; creamy mashed potatoes; piquant cauliflower cheese; soft broad beans; and crunchy carrots, with which she drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the Cabernet Sauvignon.