Day 309
I have spent all day moving my office back into the bedroom. I ended up building and unbuilding a set of shelves when it became obvious that there wasn’t really… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
I have spent all day moving my office back into the bedroom. I ended up building and unbuilding a set of shelves when it became obvious that there wasn’t really… Continue Reading
Just back from my rucksacked walk to the big supermarket. Left in the sinking sun, returned in the gloaming. I often ask myself what’s more important to me – the… Continue Reading
It’s been a very busy day, and I must admit I’m sort of thriving on it. I have started getting up earlier, getting in here and getting on. Maybe I’m… Continue Reading
Funny thing of the day. Got a scheduled phone call at work from AA whom I’ve not spoken to for an age. ‘I don’t need to ask you how you… Continue Reading
My first verified 5k speed walk since May today. When I say verfied, it’s the only route that I’ve measured using Maps, and know it’s just over 5km long. Done… Continue Reading
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
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
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
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
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