So much to say

Yeah, so much to say. I sit at work and think of what I would like to write, but of course I can't write at work. I suppose that makes it easier to think about, because I know there's no possibility of actually having to do it! So why tonight? Don't know.

Maybe because I just watched a film that moved my and I'm drinking vodka and orange. The film was 'Incendiary'. I wasn't watching it for any particular reason. Background noise for an evening of putting clothes away and looking for receipts. Didn't warm to any of the characters much. Until Ewen McGregor's character gives the woman a bag with the cuddly rabbit of her dead son. Moved me somehow. And again when she starts to believe her son is with her in their flat. Looked the film up afterwards to find it was almost universally panned by the critics.

Much more to say, but ran out of steam.

The problem with such infrequent postings ...

... is that when I come to post again, it's hard to know where to start. When I last posted, it was after a period of optimism. But it didn't last. K and I separated on 19th October 2008, teh day after my birthday. We were two weeks short of being together for 24 years. That was over a year ago now, and a lot of water has passed under the bridge. I'm going to try and sort all of that out in my head and put some of it down here. But it's late, and I'm going to have to trust that this time it will be less than a year until my next post!