... the less time there seems to be, Kay. I have friends with busy lives/jobs; I don't have a busy job - in fact, most of the time it feels like a prison sentence and time drags all too slowly. And yet... it still disappears and not much seems to be achieved. And one ruminates about such a state of being... A paradox!

I carted an old Leo Kottke LP into my workplace last week (a library in a music college). At least it got played there! I think its about making time for things. That said, I hired one of my teaching colleagues for a few weeks last year to try and learn the piano until I realised, with a heavy heart, that it would take much more in terms of time and effort and willpower than I had to give to get to a level where I could feel some level of creativity and freedom as a pianist. But do keep it up yourself!

The bridge, though. That could be a bridge too far... :-)

..take the last issue for inst.
6 pages on Warren Beatty's penis, at the end of which we were informed all his films were shit anyway.

My favourite waste of time.

No magazine - what do you swat flies with?

and you'll have all the time in the world to just fritter away on inconsequential trivia :-)

Note: I've just spent a jolly hour collecting all my various Hozelock components from around the garden and lining them all up along the back of a shelf - in size order natch.