Monday, September 5

I spent the morning trying to work out what I should do and why. It does not take me very long to lose my place in the world and apparently ten days in another country counts as more than enough time for place losing.

I checked the current state of VAKEN. I made some initial sorties into the University of Helsinki website to see if I should do anything about my doctoral studies. I checked if I had any Miaaw or Pixelache emergencies to deal with, and then I remembered I needed to return some cds to the library – and before I returned them I needed to burn them.

All this done, I walk to the library and return my Jackie Leven cds, pausing only to pick up one more. I had ordered them all before we left for Manchester and conveniently three arrived just before we left and one arrived in time for me to collect it today.

I watch a mother and child around the blue pillars.

On the way home something will happen to my left leg. I will start my return journey striding along at almost jogging pace and finish by hobbling round the corner into Rohdinkuja like a man who has recently received some savage biting from a bison.

As far as I can remember nothing triggered this change at all, not even bisons.