I appear to have caught some kind of bug and feel sick and weird. This means that I am not able to accompany Mr. Signs to Sainsburys for a pre-Christmas shopping marathon. Hey ho silver lining, but actually, as it makes me feel queasy to read anything or even listen to the radio it isn't much fun and I may as well be down among the shoppers. I have a bucket here beside me as I tap, dear reader, just so you know that I have prepared for all eventualities. At least here, in this bit of half-room that we call Study, you can look out at the trees and frosted rooftops. This blue/gold winter weather is perfect and I love it.
I do not know if I there will be any particular revelations concerning Process. If there are you may be sure I'll let you know. Meanwhile, as my dear departed mother-in-law was so fond of saying (near the end of her life) - life goes on. Just as well, really.