I’ve been craving entertainment recently. I know there’s nothing unusual in that, but Father Christmas’ recent visit has tripled my DVD collection. I’ve treated myself to a few more books on Amazon because, despite having loads on unread titles on my shelves, I can never find anything I feel like reading. I have Calderdale Library’s entire collection of Maeve Binchy audiobooks out on loan (apologies to everyone else who lives in the Halifax area!) and I can’t spend more than two nights in in a row. Plus I’m spending more and more time on Hotmail, Facebook and Match.com. I’m not normally like this.
I don’t think there’s anything wrong with wanting to curl up with a good book, talk to your mates on Facebook, have a decent social life or watch the occasional TV programme. But it’s the extent to which I’ve been doing it recently that worries me. Continue reading →