A Wednesday

In speakers: Usher’s old Let It Burn, remixed by Majestic.

On To Do list: Work, work, work, work, work, work. 

In mind: Trying to find time for the intaking of some fermented grapes in my life, as it has suddenly and unwillingly hit a teetotal state.

On body: Exactly 2.5 kg too much, according to my bathroom scale.

In diary: Exercise plan alongside a brilliant calculation of my upcoming wages. There is a light at the end of the tunnel.

On iPhone: A glaring absence of messages and missed calls. Not one notification. Don’t know whether I should be relieved or worried.


On fingers: A load of broken nails. Gotta admit defeat and cut off the rest. Will look like an 11-year-old boy’s hands, but oh well.. 

On telly: Gordon Ramsay sorts out rubbish restaurants. Got to love this man. He swears just as much as one should.