I am feeling the cold a lot, this year – it must be the advancing age creeping on me. And because it is the weekend again, I will wrap myself in a bunch of blankets, put the electric kettle on, and spend two days drinking tea and taking it easy.
On the plate for this weekend I have a re-watch of the 1980… ehm, classic Humanoids from the Deep, and a re-read of E.M. Forster’s fundamental critical work, Aspects of the Novel.
Because the thick, I guess, is balancing the high and the low.
That, and staying warm.