Love, Poetry and Revolution - Sunday 22nd January 2023
Woke up this morning and found I'd forgotten about £20 million I had in one of my bank accounts. Silly me. How careless. I'd better let the tax office know before the end of the month. On a more factual note, I am driving dahn sarf later today, but not before a cooked breakfast. Q is also baking cinnamon swirls/rolls/scrolls (take your pick) for me to take home for me and my sons. In a spirit of fairness, Q is saving some for her daughter's return at the weekend. A little after midday I'm 'booted out' (😂) and load my car ahead of my journey. I have supplies, including a chocolate and almond croissant. It is a hard life. I'm home! What could have been a nightmare journey, was actually quite reasonable, though it is way colder (and foggy) around here compared with 'oop north. As I left Liverpool the SatNav indicated my journey would take an added 65 minutes. No sooner had I got used to that idea (and the expectation that the M6 would be the problem)...