We have officially decided that there is virtually nothing on T.V. in Australia or the UK that is worth watching – which is a great realisation to have come to when we have scarcely any time free in which to watch it anyway. Despite this, channel surfing is king at the moment, in the hopes that in our rare moments of downtime we might stumble upon hitherto overlooked ratings gold.
Flood coverage doesn’t count, as it is almost required viewing and is utterly devastating both to watch and to sympathise with.
We have watched the second half of a two part special drama on climate change, Burn Up, which counts as one of the best pieces of television we’ve seen in a while.
We are also spending quite a lot of time reading. H is making her way through a number of studies on the life and opinions of C.S. Lewis; a couple of semi-devotional books aimed at enriching women’s relationships with God; sections from the Book of Common Prayer; and Wintersmith by Terry Pratchett (which, interestingly, was the last begun and first finished.)
R is reading through eight months’ worth of Top Gear magazine back issues and the book of Philippians.
E is making inroads through Where is the Green Sheep?; That’s Not My Truck; Sometimes I like to curl up in a ball; and Nick Butterworth and Mick Inkpen’s Parables of Jesus series.
R and H played their first game of Scrabble with H’s mum & dad this trip and learned how frustrating it is trying to get a triple word score with only consonants in our possession.
All three of us are struggling with a lack of sleep at present (more in the next post) but are loving all the planned and unplanned visits with friends and family. Thank you all for making our visit thus far so special and homely!