Lockdown Diary: Day Two Hundred and Seven.

I am in the field, talking to the horses, when I suddenly see it is half-past twelve. I have lost track of time. I have a client at half-past twelve. I am supposed to be a professional. I am supposed to be at my desk, with my special lighting arrangements that make me look tremendouslyContinue reading “Lockdown Diary: Day Two Hundred and Seven.”