Day 238
Being back on BBC Radio Norfolk with Stephen Bumfrey yesterday was a blast. But I’d been more nervous than I can ever remember being when I walked down into Norwich…. Continue Reading
Browsing Category: Life
Day 237
The rain woke me at 2am. It sounded like the gutters of all the houses in the street were overflowing. The noise was overwhelming, and the sound of the water… Continue Reading
Day 236
What is self-care, really? Is it taking things easy, or is it approaching things at the same pace all the time but thinking more about how you do things? Or… Continue Reading
Day 235
Sitting up again last night, I scribbled two pages that I planned to transcribe onto here this morning, but I’ve canned that. Where yesterday upbeatness came from, I don’t know…. Continue Reading
Day 234
At ten to midnight last night, I finally punched holes in all the printouts of this blog and put them into the lever arch folder M got for me a… Continue Reading
Day 233
This is the poem I wrote yesterday. It’s for everyone who’s contemplating getting married, for those getting married, for those already married. For those of any faith, for those of… Continue Reading
Day 232
It’s always quite weird listening to myself on the radio when I decide to put up a pre-record rather than doing a live show so I can get on with… Continue Reading
Day 231
This evening, I’ve decided to sit on one of the comfy chairs in our nascent library and write at least part of my blog here, into my phone, rather than… Continue Reading
Day 230
Oddly, stupidly, weirdly, although I’ve retired from playing cricket, I am still shadow batting and shadow batting in my garden. But something has changed in the last few days. When… Continue Reading
Day 229
For as long as I can remember I have stepped onto thresholds rather than over them. Always the threshold in the middle of my foot, my right foot at that…. Continue Reading