So much has happened since then, I recall that I was still trying to come to terms with this state, commonly referred to as "retirement", back then. Trying not to get in the way of the routine that my dear, long suffering wife Kathryn had been enjoying since we moved to Oundle.
For the 18 months prior to actual retirement in November 2013, I had been working part time, still on a rolling shift pattern of 4 on, 6 off in a Police Call Centre, but with the use of my artists studio at The Rooftop Arts Centre available to me on my rest days, I could get out from under her feet almost as often as when I worked full time (6 shifts on, 4 off.). It took a long time to shed myself of all the stress that I had acquired somewhat unknowlingly during my 8yrs in that job, the strange hours, including weekends and bank holidays, only added to the often unpleasant stories that I had to deal with, not to mention some of the unpleasant characters I had to speak to. Not my colleagues, I hasten to add, they were a great bunch who made the work tolerable, and whose delicious, somewhat dark sense of humour got us through the worst of it.
I'm writing this at my desk in what I refer to as the "martCave", which had been the garage here at "martRox Mansion" in Oundle. I'm surrounded by my usual untidiness, something which I've found difficult to overcome throughout my life, and one reason why we decided to convert the garage into the "martCave". Kathryn loves to be tidy and organised, everything in it's place and a place for everything is what gives her peace of mind whereas I am pretty much the opposite. My natural state is one of distraction, one of leaping from one thing to another which translates into lots of stuff going on all the time in my head, and lots of things half done.
I may well go back over some of my stuff from the last 6yrs in future posts in more detail, but in the meantime I need to spend some time on the current projects that are under way here in the martCave, in Studio 9 @ The Rooftop, and home, rather than this avoidance tactic of blog writing.... bye for now