I bought a Euromillions ticket this evening, and I didn't win. This latest disappointment in a lifetime of raffling non-triumphs has made me so miserable that I find I am unable to meet the objectives I set myself with this blog: to say something amusing, or interesting, most days. Until I have come to terms with this great sadness, I am putting myself on compassionate leave, and excusing myself from all bloggerly duties... (Well, it's that, or the sense that having made a very little progress with my writing, after a spell of complete gridlock, I feel I ought to devote all energies to that.)
I'll keep eating breakfast, of course. I just shan't be photographing it (which, let's face it, is a profoundly odd thing to do -- but then that was at the point).