Another Coffee Morning today.  So much in it.  I'd love to write a report, but it's all still whirring around in my head.  The first woman to become Archbish of Canterblobs, recurrent references to Bob Dylan, yin and yang and the serenity prayer, substack isn't just problematic because of politics and them hassling you to do stuff but also lots more.  I'm hoping others captured more. 

The thing about having written at least something every day this week is that I remember that I can do whatever I want, without having to bow to an editor or even any audience, imagined or real.  That includes publishing things that are a meandering ramble or just a half-baked idea – if I was treating it like a magazine or even a newsletter, I’d feel like I needed to have some consistent standard that I met – and I think that’s what puts other people off doing it when I suggest blogging to them, they think they’ve got to be good and coherent and the stuff they make has to be defensible by them (as well as thinking it’s going to be attacked).  You get things over with people much better by demonstrating rather than explaining, so that’s where I’m going with it at the moment.  Writing an unpolished paragraph or two, if that’s all I’ve got today, which is what I do have.