The T E Shepherd in me has been annoyingly absent of late. That is to say whilst I've had the desire, and the ideas to write, I have either been busy being the marketing executive for The End Of All Worlds or otherwise occupied with other activities… or of late, just enjoying the pleasure of reading. All very commendable, but it has not stopped me yearning for Mr Tumnal.
Tonight, in the time between work and dinner, whilst waiting for the Ocado man to come I made a start… luxuriating in the narrative of Kathryn’s walk back across Port Meadow. I’ve not got as far as Leroy’ s gang on the tow path and her encounter again with Matthew, but it’s coming…
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