Day 279
Yesterday evening, after work, I started recording a pre-record I’m putting out on Radio Stradbroke on Saturday, Episode 4 of my 12-inch vinyl 12-inch singles. Got up at 7 and… Continue Reading
Day 278
I hadn’t intended to name check the book about aging I’m reading until I’d finished it and could comment on its entirety, but so many of you have asked what… Continue Reading
Day 277
I’m going to keep this brief today. I got back my histology results on the polyps they took out last week – all benign. A huge relief, I have to… Continue Reading
Day 276
It’s the first working day of the month, so my morning has been taken up with reconciling spreadsheets, drafting reports, chasing reports, and focusing on urgent things, since I got… Continue Reading
Day 275
The day has run away from me again. We stayed up until almost 4 a.m. this morning. A finished work closer to 2, and the three of us just talked… Continue Reading
Day 274
A newspaper columnist I much admire most of the time, Marina Hyde of The Guardian, has an article in today’s paper plugging her new book (a collection of her past twice-a-week… Continue Reading
Day 273
The more water I drink, the more dehydrated I seem to become. And I don’t like it. Only quarter to 7pm, and it’s dark already, and a storm is… Continue Reading
Day 272
One of the weirdest things about yesterday’s procedure was my loss of memory. Or, to be more precise, to have temporarily lost “the ability to create new memories,” which is… Continue Reading
Day 271
T, a friend of mine who used to be Bumfrey’s producer on BBC Radio Norfolk, posted a lovely picture of a moss-covered tree on her Instagram feed yesterday, and called… Continue Reading
Day 270
This morning, I’ve been reflecting on how many good people I know. Reflecting in a joyous and thankful way, not a melancholy self-deprecating way. In the past, I have often… Continue Reading