Think again. We all have days that remind us we’re not Queen of the chessboard. Days when we feel like we’ve been backed into a corner, we’re about to be taken off the board, and we don’t know quite how it happened.
Take Wednesday, for example. My “post-the-Clendon-entry” day. I’m not likely to forget it any time soon. Here’s how it went:
* 1.30am (Tuesday night) – got to bed after finishing the novel.
* 3.00am – woken by baby for a feed.