First off; apologies to anyone whose accent is even remotely similar to something akin to Geordie.
It’s getting to feel like a Big Brother series now, after twenty days or more of stay-at-home-or-we’ll-all-die. Trouble is, it’s the only sensible way to proceed with a nasty bug doing the rounds, and we all (well, anyone with half a brain) know it’s true, so we have to just suck it up and get on with it. Unless we are David Icke, who thinks it’s something to do with 5G mobile phones. Or something.
I’m reading voraciously – I’ve burned through a couple of month’s worth of Waterstone splurges, books previously piled up in the music room ready for a period on the bedside table. They’ve each lasted only a few days. Some crackers, mind. I’ll have to write a few short reviews for this place and maybe someone else will investigate and enjoy them too. Most recent few were from Alys Fowler, Alan Parks, Emily Maitlis and – current one – Raynor Winn. Short reviews to follow – all highly recommended anyway.
I’ve very nearly finished re-decorating the living room now. This would normally have taken me over six months, maybe longer, » Continue Reading.