Can blog...

... but I’ve decided to have today away from my desk and to write nothing.

I hate these self-enforced breaks. I’m not a man given to taking holidays and even Judy never rests when we do take a break. She spent most of our last holiday in the Caribbean helping the locals to pick coconuts.

As for me, I work even when I'm on the beach. When I’m writing, I want to work for long hours. Two days up in Manchester changes everything. I come back so exhausted that by the time I’ve recovered, I’ve lost at least three days of my week. A broken routine is no routine. Perhaps I need a holiday from work so I can do some serious work. It would allow Judy to help strengthen her knee by shimmying up a few palm trees. It would also make a welcome break from this incessant rain.