Forgive the slight silence. Depression is not a fun or entertaining subject to write about and that is where I am at the moment. I suppose the correct label would be functional depressive.
Since I started this blog I have gained many regular readers. Part of me is worried about letting them down, or about alarming people, so I'd rather write the blog when I'm more positive.
Please do not be alarmed, I'll be ok.
One thing that apparently never fails to lift my spirits is the walk home from Louise at night (that's a quartier, not a person). It is just so very lovely round here.
And I've just discovered an elegant laundrette five minutes up my road. So that's useful to know next time someone is hogging the machine here. There is also a grand piano shop but I don't have space.