It’s that time of year again where I struggle to get enthusiastic about anything. I don’t bother getting out of bed much before midday and then idle my time away watching daytime TV or YouTube videos. There’s a long list of things I should be doing, some important, some frivolous, but no matter what I just can’t get motivated. It’s nothing new, when British Summer Time ends my mind and body shut down.
I have taken the plunge and sold all my old film cameras, well all bar one. It took much soul searching but common sense prevailed. I haven’t used any of them in anger for a fair few years and I was made a reasonable offer for the job lot “as seen” and untested. Selling them myself individually could have brought in far more but it would probably have taken me years with the added grief of dealing with an assortment of dumb questions.