Day 227
Perhaps I should just give up going to bed on a Sunday evening and officially declare every Sunday night Official Weekly Insomnia Night. I got all of three hours sleep… Continue Reading
Day 226
It’s dark in the office. Late afternoon. The ceiling light isn’t on, just the angle-poise above my desk. The sun is already dipping below the houses in the street, and… Continue Reading
Day 225
I just got back from the supermarket (where I fruitlessly searched for some Aperol), and realised I hadn’t written the blog for the day yet. So, while M’s fabulous home-made… Continue Reading
Day 224
Today has been a much better day, partly because I did radio, which always cheers me up (maybe because I have to be cheerful for my listeners, and definitely because… Continue Reading
Day 223
The price for having a normal day yesterday was obviously having a dreadful day today. I woke up feeling fine (I even allowed myself a lie-in as M is still… Continue Reading
Day 222
Nothing earth-shattering today. Used my sleep spray for the first time since we moved. Slept well (might have had something to do with having the bedroom door closed for once… Continue Reading
Day 221
I made a big mistake yesterday for which I beg forgiveness. I did something I tell people never to do. I didn’t listen. I got some feedback on yesterday’s scribbled… Continue Reading
Day 220
PAST the past can not be undone not by dictators nor tyrants nor the historians of empires who may rewrite history nor failing memory the past is a fact it… Continue Reading
Day 219
When some of us, even in the early days of the now 12-year Tory rule, said that the Tory cultural war was not just aimed at left-wing culture but at… Continue Reading
Day 218
This is what happens when you get up early, do radio, and then decide you will take the day as a relax and chill day – you lose track of… Continue Reading