Blogging the Gallery Café It’s Thursday morning and I’m busy enjoying a freshly-squeezed orange juice and some toast in a little coffee shop in a small Suffolk market town. Mmm. This is the right way to blog.

I’ve abandoned One Woman to the joys of London commuting for a couple of days and shunted myself off to the countryside for a few days. So, thanks to BT’s rather tardy rollout of broadband to our more rural areas, the next few days of posting will be brought to you via dial up. How very 1990s.

Today, I’ve been indulging in two of my favourite addictions: hardback books and taking far, far too many pictures. I’ll probably blog about my purchases a little later on, and I’ll certainly post some of the photos. For now, you’ll have to settle for my current working environment. Hell, isn’t it?

I love the countryside. In particular I love market towns where all the shops, bar the coffee shops and the newsagents are shut on a Thursday. This is the life. I may never return to London.