This morning as I was leaving my bedroom I looked at the empty mug sitting next to my bed. Ten minutes earlier it had contained a most welcome cup of tea that made the transition from sleepiness to life altogether more palatable. I had a lot to thank that mug for. I should have picked it up and taken it down to the kitchen so that a machine could do the tedious job of washing it for me. But I didn’t. And that was really lazy of me. It would have involved a two step detour on my journey; that’s all. But did I bother? No. It wasn’t a conscious decision; but when I went into the room in the evening there was no disguising the fact that the mug was still exactly where I’d left it. Perhaps it’s not surprising. Modern life is such that there are a myriad of […]

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