We are on board the Queen Elizabeth and it’s a sea day.

Waiting for Simon to get ready.

We are heading off on a much needed, if not well deserved, holiday.

Had a satisfying day at work today.

I’m listening to a fabulous podcast at the moment on sleep.

Just had a haircut.

The problem with this not being a completely private diary is that I can’t be entirely honest about everything that’s going on my life, in a (forlorn?) effort to maintain relationships with those around me.

Who I think I am when I talk about being told off for my editorials:

Week 3; no end in sight.

I know! Another concert, only a couple of months after the last one I went to. Very unlike me.