Monday, 27 April 2009


Today has just been terrible. One of those days. But worse.

Nothing happened, of course, but I just couldn't work up any enthusiasm for anything, couldn't think and came home from work, without having done any work, feeling drained.

Tomorrow is another day. (Metaphorically)

Sunday, 26 April 2009

Lost in time

The origin of the name "Shoreditch" is not clear. Not, it seems, due to Jane Shore, since references to Soersditch predate her. A sewer, then? Perhaps.

Slightly disappointed to see that we will not be sitting on top of any hidden rivers (like we are in Battersea - the Falconbrook flows beneath our street) though the Walbrook does rise nearby. Or did.

Moving sometime next month. Suddenly we will be massively in debt. For 25 years. I'm not quite getting to grips with this whole 'life' thing. It seems very odd.