Desert Island Discs

Marking Year 10 books this morning.

I enjoy it, in a strange sort of way.

Some satisfaction at seeing knowledge and understanding confirmed.

It takes time and there is a temptation to drown the books in green pen.

Jack Dee on Desert Island Discs.

Looking out on the back garden making plans for next spring.

Slippers on, coffee brewing.

What's happening to me?

My chocolate ban has reaped dividends and I've lost a bit of mass and also a bit of satisfaction in being able to exercise a tiny amount of self control.