Not my usual haunt...

But I'll blog from here.

Haff's Caff is closed for Christmas. Which is weird, since the owners and staff are mostly Muslims. Then again, not a lot of traffic in Leytonstone the last two days, so maybe they are right.

It's ten til ten, and yet again I have left myself less than ten minutes to write my entry.

It occurs to me that mayhaps this is a subconsiously deliberate strategy on my part to cover up the possibility that I don't really have much worth blogging about lately.

Being the case that I've been having something of an introspective time, kicking back at home, watching movies and brit comedies, reading magazines, doodling and only surfacing to buy food and check my email.

Christmas was a pretty damn low key affair for me. I SMS'd a few people and emailed everyone on my contact list that I though were worth emailing (apologies to anyone I forgot).

Come to think of it, apologies if I spelt apologies wrong.

Talked to family down the phone line to Australia, which was nice.

My Mother tried to get the cat to talk to me (ginger manx which can't sit still or be quiet) but the international phone thingo went all 8-bit and broke up.

Nevermind.

Looks like this joint is closing.

Over and out.

J