Good morning, it’s Saturday 25 November, and one month til Christmas. Time hurtling by at a dizzying speed. Death coming for us all. (Especially, sadly, the art of cormorant fishing – have a look at this beautiful gallery.)
Meanwhile, I’ve found you some more interesting pieces from around the Guardian this week. It’s raining as I write this, which – actually, I’ve ceased trying to make meaning from the weather. But it soothes some deep part of my brain and does put me in the mood to read.