Babbling news on the radio. Ghosts of television images dancing in ten million living rooms. Traffic snarled up again on the M1, narrowed lanes north of Nottingham. Variable Message Signs warn of fog that’s long gone. On the mat there’s another pizza delivery leaflet – Milanos – free garlic bread with every order over £10. The whaa-whaa of a distant ambulance siren. Must remember to book in for an MOT. Who left the message on the answerphone and who rang off? What’s this envelope about – car insurance. Have you made a will? Down the supermarket – aisles of beans, baked beans, kidney beans, beans with sausages, Heinz beans, own brand beans. Do I want cashback? Have I brought my own bags? Funny noise coming from the front wheel. Must get some petrol. Renew the lottery ticket. Wonder what last Saturday’s numbers were. How many people live in India? How many? That damned cat scratching at the door. Something happened at work – press the replay button over and over. Remember to fill that form in, review that spreadsheet. Where did I put it? Do I really have to call the plumber? Can’t it wait. Check this. Check that. Email inbox – delete this, reply to that. Days have passed - time to blog again. I never did get to see “The Reader”. When did I last pick up my guitar. Mick’s windscreen got smashed and poor Heather died today. May she rest in peace. Shirley’s up at five for the diabetes conference in Glasgow. Liverpool thrashed Real Madrid. Memories. Dreams, Everyday survival. What a tangled web we weave.