... only Guildford, but I feel, more than ever, that my life has skipped a day.
Look, all the time people have been blogging, surfing, commenting unconcerned.
And already I have forgotten the space I was occupying three hours ago (it takes almost that long to get back). (What was that about Scrabble?)
I feel disolocated. If I hadn't given up smoking puff 14 months ago (recently enough still to be counting) I would think I was seriously stoned.
welshceltgirl


I wish I was stoned - just spent 15 minutes writing to see it all disappear into the ether - b**ger, f*** and damn it.
Raining like bug*ery here as well since mid afternoon.
Now I am wondering - can I see things disappear - or is that an oxymoron.?