13th January, 2021.
Right … it’s got to be said …
One?
I work up this morning, with Cabaret Voltaire’s No Escape banging through my head.
Quite why, I don’t know.
I’m also feeling slightly rushed.
My sister, Ruth, is giving me a lift, at eleven.
To a local (ish) foodbank in Shenfield.
Heigh ho!
~≈🍞≈~
