Rats scurrying in the roof. I won the last war but it’s only a matter of time.

Bloody radiator keeps banging. I think it needs air releasing but I don’t have a bleeding key.

Stress, love, people not understanding me, me not understanding people.

Now that’s what happens when people go crazy, where the only thing that matters is whose camp are you in, whose side are you on, what tribe do you belong to — where facts and discussions become irrelevant. And it made me wonder whether the way I was raised and all the listening and storytelling skills I learned as a boy would even be relevant today. They’d be good if you’re in. They’re still really important to getting anything done, but if you live in an environment where everything is a litmus test and everything is a-hundred-to-nothing, and the only thing that matters is feeding your resentment, and anger blinds you to answers, and being very sanctimonious somehow proves your sincerity and authenticity, it’s really hard to get anything done. It’s a whole new challenge now, and that’s why — and the Russians knew that. You know, that’s when they get in here and start fooling with all these politics. They realize you just sort of load it up because once people take sides based on what tribe they’re in then there’s no difference in facts and fiction. There’s no difference in truth and lies. It’s just, does this confirm what side you’re on? And you can’t run a democracy that way. It is utterly impossible to preserve democracy.

Different nowadays. It feels nourishing.

A motorbike crash. I broke my shoulder and ribs and was so scared I didn’t ride for two years.

Not that much of a twat.

Not being Bond.

My mum, because she raised five children. I am raising two and it’s hard work.

My children doing what they’re told.