Monthly Archives: May 2018

May 29, 2018

6.45 am: Late night; late start. I’m a creature of routine; departures from it unsettle me. 7.30 am: A communion. 8.30 am: Off to the School to return papers and deliver the mark sheets completed thus far. ‘BUNNIES!’ More bunnies … Continue reading

May 28, 2018

Bank Holiday. (Fat chance!) 6.00 am: Up with the wood pigeon and down to work. To begin: administrations and letters, and arrangements for my voyage home and for a new off-shoot website (which will contain this Diary, in a new … Continue reading

May 26, 2018

One door, closing; one attitude, hardening: a cultivated coldness. Distance and camouflage; resistance and cover: a ‘calculated cruelty’.* 6.00 am: I needed to eek out the day as much work-time as it offered. There was admin to complete, letters to … Continue reading

May 25, 2018

6.00 am: Post-ablutions, my first task every morning is drying and putting away the kitchen things. This, for me, is life at its most blissfully mundane: 6.30 am: Breakfast. Defrosted raspberries feel like fat squishy caterpillars. 7.15 am: A communion. 7.45 … Continue reading

May 24, 2018

Ah, but I was so much older then; I’m younger than that now (Bob Dylan, ‘My Back Pages’ (1964)) 7.15 am: A communion. 7.45 am: Email catch up. In the background: The Nice’s, Country Pie/Brandenburg Concerto No.6 (1970), which combines Bob … Continue reading

May 21, 2018

7.00 am: A communion. There’re times when it takes all one’s reserves to frame prayers, even before the task of uttering them has begun. It’s like talking into a gale; you can barely hear your own voice. But this was … Continue reading

May 19, 2018

7.30 am: A resplendent day!: Admin catch up. Ahead was marking, a swimming lesson, more marking, and the opening of the undergraduate and postgraduate degree shows. 9.15 am: Lesson No. 1: Pool orientation and breaststroke. I was about to confront … Continue reading