I realised Friday that it’s been so long since I’ve been properly outside. That sounds like someone who’s been stuck in prison for a while. Well, that’s kind of what it’s felt like I guess. I just feel that I haven’t had good amounts of fresh air for quite a while. As I write this I’m sitting out in the garden, using the furniture for once, looking over at the power sockets I had installed so I could be on the computer as long as necessary, peace and quiet.

It’s 9:20, I’ve had breakfast, grabbed the newspapers, caught up on some work already, chatted with people online. A good start to the day !

Yesterday I even managed to get outside, sitting in Cambridge in the evening at The Snug (good pub, good service) having cocktails. I realised that my favourite cocktail is the equivalent of ‘alcoholic milk’: