Love, Poetry and Revolution - Wednesday 26th July 2023

Busy day ahead with an important in-person meeting today, but starting with an unexpected trip to a post office because our local post box is inaccessible, tanks to City Fibre.  I'm wondering if there's anywhere locally that they're not digging?

Wheels set in motion. So many alternative plans owing to the complexity of the situation.  Now I just need it all to come together...

Tonight we're having our traditional Wednesday night meal and son #3 and I are 'making' it.

We ate together and watched the first episode of 'Dreaming Whilst Black', which was funny and very promising. Roll on the next one.

Lots to discuss with Q before putting the bins out in the rain.

Julian Cope /  'Try Try Try'  / '20 Mothers'


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