dying

Listening to BBC Radio 6 as per us and Cerys Matthews just read the last paragraph of The Dead while playing folksy blues music in the background. I am DYING. I literally had to stop what I was doing (facebook stalking...) and just sit with my eyes closed and listen. I'll post the link when it's up on the website.

So excited for Christmas eve when I make Jonathan read it (preferably in front of a fire, adding to the atmosphere). He doesn't know that I'm going to make him do this yet... but it's going to epic. Like the time I made him read Yeats's "Second Coming." I can hear it how Joyce would have!

Oh goodness I hope the weather doesn't deter me from my journey North! Less than three weeks!