The Lack Of Contact

I have just been for a run, I have started running again for the first time since before christmas – I have noticed myself getting wobbly again. I only wish I could go running before I got wobbly then I’d never get wobbly and ergo wouldn’t need to run.

I think.

Anyhow, I was out of the house for about an hour running around the lovely greenwich park. I left my phone at home and my computer on, revelling in the fact that I was uncontactable. wondering in fact how many missed calls, text messages and emails would have piled up as the world tried to get hold of me.

Turns out none, that was despressing.

But not as depressing as last night – if you were online and following me on twitter last night you will have read of my dismay at watching The One Show and their special guest.

If you didn’t then here is a clip of it I found on the internet. But I warn you, if you watch it some of your youth will die.