Having come off a set of night shifts the coffee is keeping me (barely) operating so I’ll do my best to appear coherent. We have had a move round in the house this weekend creating a better office space for my wife to work from home. Continue reading “Jetlagged”

Everyday is like Sunday

Morrissey once sang “Everyday is like Sunday, everyday is silent and grey” which is a particular favourite tune of mine but for me those lyrics sum up nicely everyday under lockdown in the UK. OK so not every day has been grey, that’s just a technicality, we here in the North West of England have actually seen sunshine but you get where I’m coming from? Continue reading “Everyday is like Sunday”