Bloke comes round to measure up windows on behalf of our landlady. I politely ask whether he could take off his shoes and explain that my wife is Japanese and it is deeply offensive to wear shoes indoors. He protests, makes up some pathetic excuse that he has a bad foot. So I tell him [...]
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I have not been to a tasting for a while. It’s been good to catch up on writing but I need to ease myself back into the routine. So today, I travel in early for a tidy vertical of Josko Gravner’s wonderful Ribellos at the River Cafe. The wines are splendid, not every one an [...]
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More rain. Perhaps it’s good because I am making headway with the book and all the other articles I am penning. Lily goes off to gymnastics to jump up and down and balance beanbags on her bonce. I work through until the late evening, only stopping for sustenance and Ultimate Big Brother. I am now [...]
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What’s happened to the summer? It was all going well until the end of July and then this month it has just pissed down. How depressing. I spend most of the day writing interspersed with trying to sort out a couple of things for the house. Cue hours spent talking to automated machines to organize [...]
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