It has always been my contention that it’s a crime to waste good, fresh brainpower on domestic chores. I have therefore trained myself, with almost complete success, to resist the silent siren call of unmade beds, and bowls on the inside of which the Brekki-Nuts are forming a pimply collage, and to spend five minutes getting into another, higher gear, suitable for what is known as ‘creative writing’. The morning in question was no exception. In fact, with a new book to start, I actually allowed the period of mental preparation to extend from five to twenty minutes, and employed all the recognized aids for release of the imaginative powers. That is to say a nice cup of coffee, a perusal of the popular press and the amiable background prattle of an Irish DJ.
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