This is really boring

3.30pm and I’m ready for dinner. Dear me, living on a deserted university campus is worse than spooky; it’s BORING.

I mean, I should be appreciating a few days of doing my own thing, catching up with consulting work (gotta pay those tuition fees somehow) in the peace and quiet. But somehow I can’t settle properly. Normally I enjoy being alone, but ‘alone’ to a Londoner means the anonymity of the city, being alone in a crowd, not alone because there’s nobody else about.

Let’s see: I’ve had all the baths and showers one can usefully have in an afternoon, checked email more times than is healthy, and completed not one, but two tax returns (personal and business) but I’m still REALLY REALLY BORED. I think I’ll have an early dinner.

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