(Wading through) the waters of my time

W/C 8th September 2025

I think we have pretty much got everything, the last bits of tech arrived yesterday (HDMI Splitter, Laptop Stand) and apart from a few bits of food we are about there.

Clothes still have to be pulled from the wardrobe, and we haven't decided how we are going to transport them, favourite appears to literally be a well positioned heap on the top of the other boxes. For one more night the house is overstocked with more kitchen utensils than is ordinarily required, which makes contemplating the number of people who could simultaneously (and independently) mash potato quite amusing.

By this time tomorrow it will all be winging its way to a new location, and by this time next week it will be feeling very much at home, adapting well and functioning as required. The turntable will provide the soundtrack, the laundry basket will be overflowing and the chopping board will be battle scarred with toast crumbs. All will be firing, even if it is taking the gentle souls in the background a little longer to settle.

Stay safe.

(Wading Through) The Waters of my Time - Richard Hawley

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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