Sunday Night And Monday Morning
In my head it’s late on Sunday 3rd July, but a glance at the clock alongside the bed tells me it’s 12:42am - so Monday 4th July. My friends in America will h...
In my head it’s late on Sunday 3rd July, but a glance at the clock alongside the bed tells me it’s 12:42am - so Monday 4th July. My friends in America will h...
It’s 11:20pm on Saturday night, and I suppose a small part of me is writing this to placate a voice in my head that’s busy whispering “if you don’t write som...
After waking up a little after 7am, having a shower, shave, brushing my teeth, and getting dressed, I wandered down for breakfast in the hotel. I had bought ...
Tonight is my third night on my own in the hotel. There is no bar in the hotel (which is probably a very good thing, given past experiences of the kind of pe...
I woke this morning with a start, realised I was in the hotel, rolled over and looked at the laptop screen (which was plugged in, so hadn’t hibernated) - 6am...
One of my favourite things to do while travelling with work is watch the world go by. The never ending streams of people leaving one train, and boarding anot...
The lady that lived opposite the office for the last several years has gone. Just like that. I arrived on my bike this morning, and the house stands empty. E...
A curious thing happens on weekends - I can’t bring myself to stay in bed. This morning I was up at 7am and making breakfasts for my other half and the young...
I woke at 3am this morning, switched my phone on, and clumsily typed in the address of the BBC news website. Even at 3am the result of the European Union exi...
I woke at 3am this morning, switched my phone on, and clumsily typed in the address of the BBC news website. Even at 3am the result of the European Union exi...