Yesterday was a pretty ordinary day for me. I woke up, left my flat, got a packed tube train with the other sardines, bought a newspaper on my way to the office, did some work, bought a sandwich, paid in a cheque at the bank, did some more work, then went to the cinema.
Perhaps kinder readers’ minds might be whirring out the thought, ‘my, what an exciting life this girl leads! How does she cope with the constant adrenaline which must suffuse her throughout the day…?’ Others among you may, however, share my own view that my day was a series of very ordinary events. (more…)