As I write this, I'm sitting here waiting for someone to answer my call so that I can order tickets to an event later in the year. When I first dialled in, I was twenty-seventh in the queue. That was fifty minutes ago and I've been number sixteen for the last ten. There's something decidedly British about que… Read more »
Lately it seems like I spend most of my time waiting for something. And it's no big consolation that I'm not alone. Recently published statistics show, for example, that we spend an average of 653 hours of our lives waiting for buses or trains and no less than seven years waiting just to fall asleep! (It's wo… Read more »
There's something about this time of year that encourages in me an element of lethargy. Perhaps it's the sense of anticlimax that accompanies the season that makes me feel like I'm constantly waiting for something else to happen; not quite fully content by events to date. It's the waiting that makes me lethar… Read more »