Back to Reality

It seems absurd to my internal perspective of time, but it's been a full month since little 'enners made his entrance and, as such, the time for me to return to work is upon us.

It is unlikely to be the vertiginous experience suggested by my choice of image here, but given recent events, this is something I look forward to with mixed feelings. On the one hand, of course, it's an opportunity to put the change behind us and start afresh - renewed, if not exactly invigorated, by recent upheaval. On the other hand, the past month, at a really elemental level, makes much more sense. I mean being at home with wife and two children, family at one. Focused on that and only that. When you stop and think about it, the whole "work" thing is utterly preposterous. As are the age-old needs and motivations that have enshrined "work" into the human condition ...

Anyhoo ... enough of that, eh? Unforgivably trite. I blame a lack of sleep. Which, actually, we're not really suffering from. Henry is still struggling occasionally to settle into life, but thanks to the aforementioned Infacol and some general good fortune, he's not really robbing us of too much night time.

A final note: as the Capital of Culture 2008 year draws ever closer for the city of Liverpool, the flagship cultural venue is more or less complete and starting to shape up it's programme of events. Exciting times for the city and great to have such a world class venue added to our already world-famous waterfront.