November 15. Tuesday. An electrician turns up at eight o’clock to replace the extractor fan in the bathroom. He complains about how early it is. I agree with him. I try and get on with some writing work but don’t really achieve much. Then I go to work in the pouring rain. Then I come home in the dark. I cook some lentils and read some of Susan Howe’s My…
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