I get up in the morning in the dark, I drive to work in the dark, I leave in the dark and get back in the dark.
Sometimes I wonder if the world has ground to a halt and it is permanently dark outside.
Last night everything was shrouded in fog as well as being dark…..
I’m tired and I can’t think of what to cook – well, I can think of lots of things but they all involve me being around to cook them.
I might have to drive back to the North at short notice, which will mean there will be no cooking going on…. there will be, perhaps, reviews of the delights of hospital sandwiches and what kind of coffee can be had from a clapped out machine in a corridor.
So, if you don’t hear from me, think of me and the family and say prayers for my digestion…..