Still disconnected

The pesky wifi down again today, but came on again in the afternoon. A problem affecting the whole street. Otherwise excited by the clarity I have about my time/memory poetical project. Hope this optimism lasts and that I can write well enough to realise the new concept I have.  

Lorraine scooted off to her personal trainer this morning, and I went to the gym this afternoon, listening to podcasts about the rise of the far right in Germany (what could possibly go wrong). Having to push myself physically, as I had little gas in the tank. Home for a quiet evening in, and an early night. We are getting towards the end of the Voyage of the Dawn Treader now.