Woke up this morning, my spidey sense tingling, and yes there was an urgent work message which had me instantly awake and slaving away. Then a glance at the Guardian caused my jaw to drop. The next act in the Brexit drama: the Speaker has said that the government can’t hold a third ‘meaningful vote’ […]
Giving up
After the shenanigans of the past few days I’ve more or less given up on Brexit. I think May’s deal will pass and the UK will leave. Shame on all of them.
The earth moves
I woke up in the middle of the night and turned over and the bed started shaking violently. I leapt up, my instinctive thought to make for the outdoors. The Gentleman Friend also woke and said, sleepily, ‘earthquake?’ I paused and thought, still half asleep, I am not in Pakistan where the houses are made […]
Bad blogging
I made a failed attempt to change the theme of this blog yesterday. I use Suffusion at the moment, which is excellent and super customisable without needing too much faffing around with CSS etc. Unfortunately it’s no longer supported or updated and has been getting slower and slower load times. Looking for an equally simple […]
Britain, Brexit
It is Britain’s misfortune to have been ruled by such people, entitled men who don’t feel they need to master a brief and sneer at those who have to endure the consequences of their actions. – Hari Kunzru writing in the NY Review of Books Also this: Their arrival “over here” was one of the […]
Cool winds
The heatwave has broken, or rather, moderated. The wind has changed and it is far cooler. I learned today of the horse latitudes and the roaring forties. Winds are very romantic. Far less romantic is fucking Brexit. Damn them.
Day two
The flu continues. I slept better than before but woke with a truly terrible headache which persisted for most of the day. Finally I gave up on working and emailed asking if I could send the work back later than proposed. With the worry of not having done the edit lifted, I dozed for a […]
Crunch time
The Brexit storm has struck, and I do feel some pity for Theresa May, despite her own hand in her misery. Also some admiration for her ability to keep going, like the Black Knight, even though I wish she’d just done the sensible thing and called off the whole business and let the Brexiteer loons […]
Melancholy hill
I’m sitting in the Stansted airport lounge, far superior to the cattle pen. I might get used to this – I am only here on sufferance really, because we have a credit card that, with an added fee, gives lounge access. They gave me the credit card by mistake and then decided to just waive […]
A sign
There is a bird feeder hanging from the ceiling of the small veranda outside the living room, overlooking the garden. It’s a pretty little veranda, filld with plants, including some from my time in London which are doing far, far better now that they are no longer subject to my care. There are always birds […]