Post #178 - It's March 2021

Yes it is, the calendar told me so and by that, I mean the Gregorian calendar, not the Julian, which according to Wikipedia, would mean that today is 19th February 2021 and not 7th March 2021. I wouldn't mind trying to regain those lost couple of weeks though - well, perhaps not - it's still Lockdown and the winter lingers on. The calendars I do use are Google and Samsung, although I'll probably just use the former as the latter doesn't link into Zoom, Skype or MS Team Meetings, which is a PITA.

I developed the lung lurgy last week and was laid up in bed with it, but the upshot is that my body is so many hours of sleep in credit that it didn't let me sleep at all last night - not a wink, not a snooze and certainly not a doze - nada, nothing.  It wasn't COVID-19 by the way - whenever anyone has a sniffle, that's what people think, but no, it's not that.  Anyway, I filled the wee small hours by watching re-runs of series four of the late lamented UK police procedural show The Bill.  This was first shown on ITV back in 1988, so I almost certainly watched it at the time - it's not as though as I had much to do as a geeky suburban teenager, in fact, PC Pete Ramsey looks slightly like my late elder brother, but my sibling didn't drive a vintage Porsche during the 1980s, in fact I think that he never managed to pass his driving test.  

The trouble with doing strange art projects during the night is that by the cold light of day, they're ... odd.  

I suppose that it was kinda necessary to test out the pens, but hey - art and design isn't really my bag or indeed my large black ugly mug.