Not playing

I feel I ought to be playing lots this week: making the most of Morag. But then, it's not as if Morag is going anywhere, unless I take her back to her maker to check for leaks and get the wavery drone looked at. I also feel I should be playing lots to improve my playing, to get it up to the required level to suit such a set of pipes as the Monkey. But then, that would mean asking Mr Kinnear to hang on to the Monkey for years until I'm good and ready.

I should be playing, but there were seedlings to pot up and seeds and sow this evening, now there is knitting to be done and perhaps some letters to write. I should be playing, but I'm not.