Day 303
The day when the clocks go back is always a sucker punch. At least we tried a new psychological ploy last night, which was not to put the clocks back… Continue Reading
Day 302
I’ve got my timings wrong again today, and I’m typing this on my phone as Strictly starts (not that I’m a great fan of Halloween or Halloween specials). Finally,… Continue Reading
Day 301
To be frank, it’s so late now (though I suppose not as late as it was last night when I started writing my daily entry when I was on the… Continue Reading
Day 300
A very long day in London. I am now waiting for the train to leave Liverpool Street. Lots of meetings, all so interesting they went past planned time. Been up… Continue Reading
Day 299
A bit politics-laden, this blog, lately, but that’s appropriate, really. We have a Tory party that’s a mess, the third Tory Prime Minister in 6 weeks (or less). Now, neither… Continue Reading
Day 298
I closed yesterday by saying that the colour of tyranny is irrelevant. The proof of the pudding is evidently in the eating. Braverman, a woman of colour, has just been… Continue Reading
Day 297
So, the UK finally has a Prime Minister of colour, Rishi Sunak. The problem is that he’s the leader of the party of racism and anti-immigration, and therefore, by default, doesn’t… Continue Reading
Day 296
Despite a late night yesterday, I managed to get up before 9, just. There is some sort of physical energy brimming below the surface, a rebuilding f reserves that have… Continue Reading
Day 295
CAPTAINS This island is adrift now From the world it tried To rule and destroyed Instead. Irrelevancy is Its brand in these days. Friendless, it turns the war On its… Continue Reading
Day 294
The problem with not having written substantively for just about two weeks is that I start to disbelieve the power and meaning of my words, and that I doubt them…. Continue Reading