It's probably not because of spring, (which I think is definitely here, at long last, although on the evidence of my archives there --> I was still moaning about being cold and wet as late as the end of October last year, so hurrah) but things are shifting. Growing, putting out shoots, blossoming into new life--? Well, no; nothing resembling progress. But a shift all the same.
From next week my analytic hour will move to early Tuesday morning and the meeting place will move to Carlton. Just before bight o'clock is when I normally start work and I normally leave the house at around six in order to make that happen, so
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