The dashboard appeared again as if by magic - so I thought I'd spend a whole ten minutes writing a quick post.

It's a sunny day and I think the washing on the line is dry. I'm taking a coffee break. There's a readio programme playing birdsong. When everything's uncertain, it's worth taking pleasure in little things.

Uncertainty about the future has been in the background for so long now that it's becoming a way of life (like economy measures: few treats, shopping at Primark, etc.). Being busy is also a way of life. I could spend all my time on work or housework or the children and still

... and the print in the headline is so big and bold it's giving me a headache.

At home - failing to get all my work done and failing to get the housework done - much as usual when things are busy. Oh, and lonely too. so what shall I do about it?

Have a rest, I think.

Nothing of interest to say - just trying out the blog to see how it works - but perhaps I'll suddenly offer acute legal advice or pour out a torrent of vituperative abuse ... who knows? (probably not - but read this if you feel like it)

more chronicles of boredom later ... perhaps ...