‘What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare?’ wrote a chap called William H. Davies, the poet laureate of the duvet day.
He coined those words in 1911, which was clearly a more relaxed age. I’d like to see Mr Davies attempt to stand or stare or even put his feet up for 20 minutes in the modern world. I attempted it the other day, and it can’t be done.
It’s been a busy time at Dear Towers. Many hours
