Alan Bennett's life (between 1980 and 1990) is comfortingly normal. He rides a bicycle, has nightmares, goes to funerals, visits his mother in her care home; it could almost be your blog or mine, except that he keeps running into people like Maggie Smith and Judy Dench. Elizabeth Taylor sits on his knee and it's uncomfortable.
We went to Lidl to buy treats- jam for me, prunes for Ailz, prawns for my mother, a very cheap bottle of whisky.
T-Mobile tells me I've exceeded my "fair use" internet limit and won't be able to upload any more photographs for a while.