Already, after only one evening I find myself slowing down slightly, although when I stopped to watch a cup of tea brew I did begin to wonder what I had let myself in for!
So no films, no telly, just radio and Proust (and other books) and lets see what happens. Whether I end up drifting in a sea of tea watching or emphasising just a little too much with Proust in his cork lined cell, the experience is the thing.
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