Dad has been working all week with a bad cold so we've decided (or I've convinced him) to stay home and stay in all weekend. Of course he has already been to the bank this morning , but that's it, he must stay in. I have chicken soup started.
I haven't been writing because I have been reading. "Finding George Orwell in Burma" is a wonderful book in which a writer, using a psuedonym travels around following George Orwell's footsteps through beautiful Burma (almost a century ago he worked as a colonial policeman before he gave it up in disgust). Burma, now called Myanmar is in worse shape than it was under British rule. It is run by a brutal, military dictatorship akin to"Animal Farm". If anyone happens across a used copy of Orwell's novel "Burmese Days" please pick it up.