Maybe it's going back to work or because I have a dreadful cough but this blog's been abanadoned since New Year. How on earth do proper writers keep it up? Talent plus discipline, I suppose. Both of which are lacking.
We've just bought a new washing machine (the rattle of the wonky spin has now been replaced by a smooth whirl) and a new bed, which comes tomorrow. No more lumpy mattress. Yo, ho! But how will I ever mangage to rise every morning from its memory foamed comfort and make it to work on time?