Day 31 - 8:10am, 31st January 2019
It's amazing the difference a month makes, 31 little days. For one, the iPhone is no longer desperate to correct the lighting first thing in the morning, but that aside. We are leaving behind the blues of January, with its focus on self help, of turning over a new leaf and for re-inventing yourself. In its place is February, when we begin to venture out of our caves and think about love. (Presumably, a month of gym visits and promising to give up all chocolate biscuits once the Christmas goodies have been cleared is enough to rebuild our self esteem and make us adorable to whomever we want to flaunt ourselves to.) And it is the only month of the year that changes its duration, where there is some give and take to get us back into line.
There is some speculation as to whether a painting that appeared yesterday on a wall in Edinburgh is a Banksy. If it is decreed it is, presumably by Banksy owning it, then Edinburgh has its latest tourist attraction. I can't see anyone being able to sell it though. You might be able to sell off your garage in Wales for £100,000, but it is a bit harder to pull apart the side of a tenement! That might just be a little bit too much give and take . . .
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