7am? What? There’s no such time!
Well, there is in our house. These kids get up at 6am every single day. It’s not normal, I tell you. It’s a bit strange and unreal. Watching the CBBC and there’s some pillock making endless tasteless jokes about bonfire night and Iraq. Too early in the day for that kind of thing. I can’t think what to write – I’m still in one coffee mode. Speaking of writing, I haven’t written a word since being in this house. I just can’t seem to do it. Upheavel like this really does suck the creativity out of you. I was looking forward to spending a few weeks functioning as a full time writer before looking for work, but I just can’t concerntrate in this place. Ah well, there’ll be time when we get moved back in. Not long now…..
