Tuesday 25th January 2005

Can you believe that exactly a month ago, it was Christmas Day? The thought alone makes me shudder, looking back, it seems much more time as based, than the thirty one days, my diary clearly shows. Thankfully it was yesterday, to be precisely calculated as the worse day of the year, which is understandable given […]

Friday 31st December 2004

A strange way to end the year. Be called out on business, across to Bedford for but nevertheless a necessary meeting. As I headed home the sun was setting across the hills of Dunstable to the east. The M1 southbound was busy but moving steadily as my mind began to drift. My mind reflected on […]