Role reversal
You know, it’s a strange thing watching your wife go out to work while you’re still in your dressing gown. Ellie has a job working backstage at a theatre in Ipswich, and this week is the pre-production week where they set everything up, do sound checks and run-throughs and suchlike, so Ellie is working some very long hours. She left here at about 8:30am, and won’t finish work until about 10pm, after which she still has to get back to Wivenhoe, so it’ll be very late before she’s safely back here. And all the while I’m here alone in the house, working from home. I already miss her dreadfully.









