Personal

Under Pressure

I find I perform best under pressure.

Today I tried to do my Christmas shopping. I armed myself with a list of ideas for friends and family, and headed out into the bustle of the High Street. The first Saturday in December. The shops were busy, but not hectic. Cashiers were queue-less and Ipswich sported only one carolling brass band.

But I came away empty. I bought nothing.

Arts

Film: S.W.A.T.

It's got guns. It's loud. It's mindless. And I walked into the wrong screen at the multiplex. Ah well, at least it took my mind off the shopping.