I hasten to add that it’s not a storm outside my house in the northeast corner of Oxfordshire, but a storm, raging in the Iceland of my novel. It’s some storm, and it’s making me feel like hibenating I have to say! This said, the novel progresses towards the end of chapter two, and the one third mark in the total journal.

Meanwhile, my iRiver has despatched today on 24 hour delivery, so Royal Mail permitting, Albert will be bringing it to my desk sometime tomorrow morning. With this in mind, my computer is busy digitalising my cd collection in readiness for the new toy…