There's been not much in the way of writing of late, but much living instead.

The weekend saw a short trip to the coast, meetings with old friends and new, and plenty of time for simply standing still.

The new week has meant getting on with work (not enough of that getting done lately - must refocus), drinks and meals out (despite tight budgets) and in (not entirely owing to tight budgets, sometimes it's just nice to stay in).

And there's a new project in the offing, involving scouring charity shops for the cast away sweaters of (elderly, I suspect) unknown men, boil washes, and then who knows?

Other than that, life goes on much as before. The family is away for a couple of weeks, entailing a greater degree of freedom for me, and relishing of the rare absence of responsibility. Time to get to know a new cat, too. A big placid ball of black fur who has already won a special place in my affections. His human's not bad either.