I know I’m not alone with this blog caper in that I can’t write about everything that happens in my life. This means that sometimes I just don’t write at all.
I’ve been for some job interviews and I can’t elaborate on that at all really.
I’ve made quince paste for the very first time and I will document that in a separate post.
My days continue to be fairly busy even though I’m not in paid employment and I’m sure that I’ll look back at this time wistfully when I eventually do get a job.
Not writing everything.
It’s such an exercise in self restraint.
Few value it… I’m not sure why I persist with it…but I do.
Sometimes I feel my blogging is a very thin line to trigger my own memory of what is happening in my world with a public interpretation. Usually it works.