First day back at work today. On the one hand it's like I've been off for ages, and on the other, like I've never been away. I hate January. But the good news is it's snowing in London, and that's alright by me.
I'm thinking about the year ahead, and I'm really itching to do a lot of things. I want to eat out all over town, travel more and start something new and different. I really could do with a project.
Perhaps it's time to dust off that novel about two people running a pub on the outskirts of Southampton in 1970, or perhaps that script about the policeman who has been estranged from his fairground-owning family where he decides to stick around and solve crimes - called It's A Fair Cop, obviously. Or perhaps I'll go back to collecting thimbles.
Anyhoo, I feel the need to move on with my life, not workwise or homewise of course, but kind of mentally.
Do you know what I mean?
PS Do you like this blog's design, or should I revert? Is anyone out there?
