14th March – Yesterday I saw a young blind guy walking with a black Labrador guide dog. Today I saw him again closer-up and realised I knew him. I remembered him spectacled and dogless.
15th March – Saw through the rear window of a parked 4WD about ten plastic heads with moveable jaws.
16th March – Offered my figs to a Saudi woman, thinking of her other life she lives, like an Israeli fig-loving friend of mine, near the cradle of civilisation, near the Garden of Eden. But she doesn’t like figs. At all.
17th March – Was given a chance to learn German online for free. I said yes. A mature decision for me, having hated Hitler’s language since childhood.
18th March – This morning I read two 19th-century stories: The Necklace by Guy de Maupassant and Diary of a Madman by Nikolai Gogol. In both, the woman values her existence only when she is pretty and attracts wealthy men. This afternoon I read in Anne Brontë’s Agnes Grey: ‘If the mind be but well cultivated and the heart well disposed, no one ever cares for the exterior.’