Twiddling my thumbs...

I’m parked up by the marina in Hull, as the rain is tip-tapping on the roof. I’d planned to take more pix of Hull today, but will have to settle for plan B. I’m surprised, after two years ‘on the road’, that boredom isn’t more of a problem. With TV now a distant memory, I don’t have the most obvious remedy to hand: no list of channels to scroll through, no inane programmes to distract me from the existential void. I don’t even have the distraction of housework to keep idle hands from mischief (though the vehicle could do with a tidy-up). The existential void ain’t so bad, really…

Oliver Burkeman has some interesting thoughts about 'doing nothing'.

The evocative ruins of Guisborough Priory...