You know what, to hell with the last past. As has been noted, no one reads blogs anymore which means I can write what the hell I like.
So
I'll rephrase what I said in the previous post. There won't be much planning and thinky stuff for a while. Just stuff.
Like noodlings with Instagram:
I like the drive home from work. I like anticipating the excited 2 year old who will be staring out of the window waiting for Daddy. I like time alone with Radio 4. I like feeling free, because, let's face, driving is one of the few times we feel in control (and isn't it a shame they cocoon cars so much we can't feel anything anymore). I also like the views I get of lovely Yorkshire countryside. This sunset looked pretty good too.
And, of course, rambling about tea, swimming and kids until every single last reader gets bored enough to leave and never come back.
Feels good Paul and Ben. Like shedding skins or something.
Oh, Wilco is on work's Spotify. Thats good.

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