So here I am, writing on my new Ghost-driven blog (exciting…or not…depending on your point of view) while:

  • drinking peppermint tea
  • eating posh crisps and organic carrot sticks dipped in home-made homous
  • watching The West Wing on DVD
  • in my three-bedroom, semi-detached house in Swindon.

I feel like I’m in a stereotypical, middle-class, middle-England, middle-aged parody of my own life.