Kindless is my newly
synthesised word for the state of being without a kindle when you really need,
it like this evening when “Dad’s Taxi” was booked for 5pm but an unavoidable
delay put the pick-up back to 6pm just as I arrived in Darlington, for once
without a book to while away such otherwise dead time; plan A was to go to the
library and find on the shelves, preferably, a book I am already in the middle
of – but it was shut; plan B was Waterstones to (more surreptitiously) do the
same – but by the time I got there it too was close to closing; plan C was Café
Nero – open till 6 – where I used the time productively in writing this, using
a pen borrowed from an obliging barista and a paper napkin just about up to the
job.
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