
It’s most strident in the early hours, when endeavour of any kind seems nigh impossible. Then the weight of my task threatens to drown. I keep on though, keeping on. Cut it up into chunks, he says. And he is right. And I do try.

It’s most strident in the early hours, when endeavour of any kind seems nigh impossible. Then the weight of my task threatens to drown. I keep on though, keeping on. Cut it up into chunks, he says. And he is right. And I do try.