July 2nd 2022 Today I cancelled basically all of my plans, and went rogue instead. I was supposed to go to Park Run. I was supposed to go to Breakfast. I was supposed to go to Golf at lunchtime. I did none of those things. To the point that it was 630 and I hadn’t left the house yet, and I felt like I should, so I did. And I went to the Frog to meet Harry and Digby and Will for the first time in six months because Jim wasn’t here. Fucking Jim and his silver stones. In the … Continue reading Fiddle