Nine Feet Underground

I'm not even going to say it. I still have the cold, but I think it may be on its way out, at last. Work, ofc.  My brain is still not quite fully operational. The most exciting thing about today is that I have a book case on order for Sunday delivery (and assembly by me). More unexpected washing. Nobody expects the washing inquisition. This week's poem is by T.S. Eliot which, also unexpectedly, is becoming out of tune with the current weather, but let's keep quite about that. It's called 'Prelude 1', and it goes like this: The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o’clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a gusty shower wraps The grimy scraps Of withered leaves about your feet And newspapers from vacant lots; The showers beat On broken blinds and chimney-pots, And at the corner of the street A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps. And then the lighting of the lamps. Work's over and time for me to make dinner. We watch a ...

Work dominates the day from the off: I have to do some work for the course I'm on, primarily because my team mates have not.  It's raining out, which means I'm deferring walking until later in the day. Work dominates... I have a brief early morning interlude in the course while I grab some Killing Joke tickets for next year which went on sale at 10:00. Success! Another gig booked Back to work... It's been a long day and it's gone 5 p.m., so I'm bringing work to a close. Before I drink wine I'm off for a walk with son #2, who kindly agrees to accompany me.  I must confess if he hadn't agreed to join me the lure of the wine might have won out over the walk. Back from the walk and glad to have done it, but now I can open the wine with a clear conscience. Just as we entered the door my wife's PEG pump started bleeping. The feed is empty.  We've switched to a new feed which is lower in calories but higher in fibre, the only difference being she needs ...

Where are now? Where are we now? It's going to be a busy day work-wise, so I'll probably not have time to write much, but let's see how it goes. It's approaching 6 p.m. and time for the first 'Idler drinks' of 2021, with tonight's guest being Jason Williamson of Sleaford Mods. Great chat tonight - Jason Williamson has some interesting things to say and is a very engaging speaker: lots of good conversation, some new tunes, videos and photographs and then conversation after it closed!  Next week's promises to be excellent too, with Jaron Lanier who is considered to be the founder of Virtual Reality, not to mention being a proponent of people getting off social media (see his book ' Ten Arguments for Deleting Your Social Media Accounts Right Now ').  Usual evening: after making beef meatball and black bean chilli with son #2, we watched another episode of 'Mr. Robot', which was suitably disturbing. Work. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. Sleaford Mods...