I have been bored recently. Every now and then I get an overwhelming desire to have a bit of upheaval or adventure. The wig wearer can spot the mile off. Telltale signs include
- I start considering ways to spend money (double glazing, a boat on the broads, a home manicure kit etc)
- I start looking at how much houses cost in New Zealand
- I start picking fights: ‘do you have to breathe so loudly?’
Then I met up with several colleagues in Chapelfields park where there was a protest by NUT against cuts to education. Not that anyone noticed.
On Thursday night I went to another demonstration, Norwich Stays. I made a I Heart EU banner out of Alex’s twirling baton. It looked shit
The rest of the week was moderately exciting. Work night out on Friday, friends over for supper Saturday night and skived off parent duties on Sunday for a few hours to go to a Gin Festival with an old friend.