|1930s Art Deco bridge, Mewsbrook Park|
I now have to sit down and tackle my dive thriller. Reading it again, after a year or so, I see a lot of cutting is needed, and I am wondering if I am going to shrink it to a short story. I hope not, but it could happen.
Jane and I were out on the door to door work on Saturday morning and finished our territory with the help of some of our siblings.I think all I did for the rest of the day, apart from get our lunch and tea, was to get some paperwork done and sorted. I sent a copy of "Old Playgrounds" to Jean, along with a get well card. And I also packaged up some copies of "Till they Dropped" to send to friends who have requested one. I am enclosing a little leaflet about the Kingdom of God with the books, as I am explaining that, when i wrote it, I did not know Jehovah's promise that he will "bring to ruin those ruining the earth".
Maggie messaged me this morning asking for a copy so I have one packaged up and ready to post to Bangkok.