I’ve no idea what this post is going to be about but the title came to me and so I put it in. But I’ve started so I’ll finish, as Magnus Magnusson used to say, and tell you all about easing. Not quantitative easing (not that I know what that is, though I seem to think it’s about easing the economy by putting a bit more money into it; a sort of Keynsianism lite) nor dressmaking ‘easing’ (which means sewing together two pieces of fabric of different lengths so they end up at the same place) but the normal everyday kind of easing that comes after a period away from work. Of course, not all of us have that luxury; in today’s exploitative work environment holidays are a luxury, not a right and you are expected not only to hit the ground running but also to make up for lost time. Bastards.
But since I am my own boss and only crack the whip when I deem it necessary, I am easing myself back into work. This involves a morning of cutting the hedge (hardly a relaxing activity) followed by a nice cup of tea and a sit-down.
This is of course a British institution and needs serious conservation work in the age of people having ‘a latte to go’ or some such nonsense. I mean, most places don’t do proper pots of leaf tea – and when do you EVER get extra hot water? It’s an outrage.
Anyway, that’s my morning of easing. Nice’n’easy – and yes, maybe you should try this at home.