Day 250
For some reason, as I was spreading jam on my bread this morning, the cool breeze coming in through the open French doors in the library (God, that sounds much… Continue Reading
Browsing Category: Life
Day 244
the shepherd they live on the hills a gasp away from the house; singular single androgynous indeterminate shimmering fading in and out of the green, made of air and fire… Continue Reading
Day 242
the man the man is tired, sick and tired of the world not turning the way he wants it to, his faith in the spirits ebbing, exhausted by too many… Continue Reading
Day 240
Last night, when M went to pick up A from work, the house was utterly silent (we’d paused a film we’d started watching), and I took great pleasure in wandering… Continue Reading
Day 239
Today I actually did things I wanted to do. Had a lie-in. Drove down to Stradbroke (and dropped A at work on the way). Watched the lads play cricket (they… Continue Reading
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
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