Rubber Bullets

Yesterday was a bit of a test, of a few things as it happens, and all of them seem to have passed off pretty well.

Daughter is back at school, and it was exactly the right choice not to send her yesterday. I’ll be getting on with poetry today, which is a bit of a relief really because I’ve missed it, all told. More importantly, there’s good news: I’ve been shortlisted for something I wasn’t expecting at all. The writing continues to progress, in all its forms. That’s a real source of celebration, yesterday there was cake as a result.

I think we’ll make that a tradition going forward.

I’d better shut up and get on with it, then.