As of the time I’m writing this, let’s say it has been just one damned thing after another this week and I’m starting to feel as if I’m living in the fictional world of St Mary’s where madness and chaos is the order of the day.

However Sarah and I managed to ground ourselves a little by having a rare lunch out (I’m anxious about going to most eateries nowadays) and afterwards we, of course, ended up in our small, local bookshop. As per usual, we came out with books. Books we didn’t necessarily need as our physical To-Be-Read piles are big enough, but more books nonetheless.