I'm doing jury service this week.
It's in a coroners court, not a crown court, so it's a fact finding mission rather than a prosecution and a defence, and we are there to establish what happened, but not to assign any blame.
It's fascinating to get an insight into the legal world, but there is oh so much sitting around waiting. The first day it didn't even occur to me to take a book or something to do.
Yesterday I packed some portable knitting, and promptly left it on the kitchen table. During the 1/2 hour delay at the start, the random 20 minutes in which the jury had to leave the courtroom, and the hour delay after lunch I can't tell you how many times I kicked myself for forgetting it.
I wrote several useful lists, and wished I was somewhere else.
Here would have done, Dunstanburgh Castle.
The fishing boat full of flowers at Craster always makes me smile.
Big skies would have been very refreshing after an airless windowless day.
As soon as I got home I grabbed my trainers and went out for a quick walk along the farm roads. I convinced myself it was because I needed the fresh air, but in truth I also needed to walk off the huge portion of chocolate cake I had for lunch.
Sometimes a sensible lunch just won't do.....