Fall. I like that word. Much better than Autumn. Right now, the garden is littered in fall. Last week, I caught a deer on film in the garden eating leaves, which got the kids excited. This morning however the sky had fallen on our heads. All a bit Larkin for me - The sky is as white as clay, with no sun, work has to be done. And yes, it would have been utterly miserable if that was the case, but fact is I am now on holiday, so couldn't care less. After dropping the kids off at school, it was back a'bed. I made a passing effort to read Jenkin's biography of Churchill, but the sheer weight of it made my arms ache and my eyes heavy. I slept until lunch, when I had beans on toast. Spent the afternoon designing a beer label (see attached) for me and my mate's brewing company, Mid-Life Crisis Ales. The beer will be bottled this Saturday and therefore ready for Christmas. Hopefully this time around it will be drinkable. Did some work on Where's My Teddy, which is an uphill struggle at the moment as my business Partner RD is in the Fjord's of Norway and up to his eyeballs in his new job and it's hard work alone. Read extracts from Elliot's Wasteland, "I will show you fear in a handfull of dust". Cool. Listened to Radiohead's new album which is awesome. And they've totally redefined the record industry paradigm to boot. Excellent. Back a'bed!
