It is 1.11am - it looks like Jake the Peg. (diddle iddle iddle -um). Now a minute has passed and the visual-digital-clock magic has passed with it.
I only opened the laptop to switch it off and now look what's happened! Two years since my last blog and I'm at it again. Sitting alone in my bedroom in a leopard print onesie (with feet) at my age. Good grief.
My husband is not here. He's in Cornwall with our lovely girl, taking her to her university interview tomorrow. I'm very envious, not only that he's in Cornwall and I'm not, but also that there is a university there at all. If there had been one in 1980 you can bet I would never have left Cornwall at all. Let alone remained here in London for over 30 years. Who'd have thought when I got on that train...
But I digress...actually I don't digress at all as I have no agenda anyway.
I'd entirely forgotten about this blog - actually I had thought it no longer existed. I tried to sign in a few times and thought it had all been deleted, but now it turns out I was looking under the wrong name, so finding my last post intact is something of a joy.
It made me laugh. It must be funny.
I haven't sat in the window typing away for a hellishly long time. I don't tend to write at all these days, which is a terrible shame. Things got in the way - but I am thrilled to find my blog alive and well, indeed I shall come back to it tomorrow.
Dear god - look at the time - 01.25 - no visual comedy there at all. Better go to bed
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