Wednesday 1 April 2020

01042020

spent the morning beating this into a starter-shape, it might yet come together... in the meantime the mother is waiting and the child is dying, it is a nightmare.
The paper that successfully and expensively got off on time now needs some changes that I cant effect. Am lying low and hoping they'll forget I exist.
Life was much more relaxed before the oasis of lockdown

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