Exeunt, pursued by a bear
The above is my favourite piece of stage direction ever, taken from A Winter's Tale. In my own winter's tale the bear is any number of things: work, college, TA's need to focus on work - meaning that I'm doing more house management, our joint need to spend time together at the end of the day [today is our second wedding anniversary]. But my lack of posting is due to more than that, I'm tired of my own voice and, although I have three or four corker posts mulling around in my addled brain, tired of writing too.
It's time for an interval, a costume change, some refreshments and witty conversation. Posting from now on will be sporadic, until the bear has gone. Thank you all for your kind comments.