‘Sainsbury Newhaven have both fuels, no queues. Closes 6am’…. in keeping with the mildly apocalyptic flavour of the zeitgeist, odd when you find yourself getting out of the house, absurd early, on the basis of some random message off the internet… worked tho
i’m fortunate in that i seldom ‘need’ to drive anywhere, but now have enough to comfortably trundle up to see mum and back today…
yesterday was the first proper brutal winter storm of the season, wind batter and howl… i didn’t go outside, my achievements can briefly be listed as: smudged the entire house with palo santo… watched squid games
Friday tho i was up in stanmer park, helping out on the ‘self build an earthship’, fab!
took this snap earler, thinking the greasy morning light made it ‘gannet in an oil slick’-esque
but the river was calm, a few birds were tweeting in the trees
comparative affluence is a buffer… climate catastrophe looming… a not very helpful, slightly befuddled post!