As always, today matters. On Tuesday I'll get up early and go to see the poppies at the tower before they are dismantled. In the afternoon is Steve's funeral and wake in Catford.

I feel that I am pulled through these times by a well knotted rope tied around my middle.

Then I read more stuff on the Green Party website and wonder if I shouldn't just hoist the rope to my neck. Want to know about its philosophical basis? 3000 words in that document. And what do those 3000 words tell us?

Pfff!