The only link between the weather and my writing that I can see
has been the disruption of my sleep pattern resulting in me getting up too
early and writing before breakfast. So it’s only eleven o’clock but I’ve managed to get
4,053 words written, and at the same time baked our first ever batch of
biscotti, which are currently sitting on cooling racks downstairs. The smell of
vanilla and almond and cooking permeates the house and I’m sitting here writing
this and salivating. In fact I’ve had to push the laptop a bit further away
from me than usual, just to make sure I don’t drool on the keyboard – neither an
edifying prospect nor anything other than a disgusting image. Personally, I
take keyboard hygiene quite seriously, so let’s not go there, hey?
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