Ask not for whom the App pings, it pings for you by

July 19. Freedom Day. Mid-morning. I’m staring at our bedroom ceiling tracing the cracks in the plaster growing out from the overhead light like the emaciated arms of an octopus. I’ve been doing this for more than an hour, weighing up what to do with Freedom Day, Boris de Pfeffel Johnson’s wonderful gift to theContinue reading “Ask not for whom the App pings, it pings for you by”

My diet got stuck in the buffet car

My diet came off the rails and i got stuck in the buffet car after a four day Boomer bender