Love, Poetry and Revolution - Tuesday 11th July 2023

After a long weekend and the excitement of the Idler Festival, it's back to earth.  Earth in this case means work.

Rain is forecast for the day and sure enough, we had plenty.  Since I spent most of the working day stuck in front of screens, the rain has been largely irrelevant.

Q returned from work before I'd finished, though I finished not long after that.  Q made dinner while I cleared up and that grated some cheese. 'Hi Cheddar, you're amazing'

Dinner leads to Spanish which leads to more clearing up of the dinner things which then, in turn, leads to sleep.  All with the express purpose of doing it all again tomorrow.

Unloved / 'Strange Effect' / 'Ode To The Lovers'


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