under another sun

Up and at book, then off in this weird brightness to the gym. Felt a bit feeble after half an hour or rowing and trundling. Home and a Quorn sausage sandwich with mustard and onion. Later in the afternoon decided to reboot by listening to a meditation tape, and simply woke up an hour later remembering nothing. Lorraine teaching governors till late. She phoned me on the way home having felt nauseous and dizzy while teaching, and got in very late to lie low. I shepherded her upstairs with a precautionary bucket under my arm. Listened just after midnight to Amanda on New Zealand National radio talking about the launch of her new SchilMil game Manifest. She also had the opportunity to select 'the best song ever' which was, unsurprisingly, a Bob Dylan tune. Amazing to hear Amanda on my iPhone being interviewed on the other side of the world. Modern life is marvellous. To back the launch of Manifest and for more information follow this link.

Up early, and full of beans. A sketch for a new poem on the train. The full of beans feeling quickly wore off by the time the train arrived late at Paddington. Working on referencing for much of the day, looking at obscure medical papers, and attempting not to jab needles deep into my own eyes for referencing has absolutely no overlap with any of my actual abilities.  Nice chat though with The FB who took time out from his busy schedule to evangelise about a book called The Master and his Emissary about the brain. It sounds a must-read. Otherwise delighted to be home again. Feeling cramped and hating the commute this evening. A parcel from Amanda, containing Kenakalan, her new monkey-based game set in Bali from SchilMil games , on which I wrote a few lines of copy. Amanda seems to be going from strength to strength with her games company. Also received an bargain priced album from Amazon which Slug had recommended to me called Over , by Peter Hammill, who although being a prog r...