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IMG_0430I posted not long ago about the dangers posed to writers by sunshine. Somebody was listening.

We had booked a week in Ajman (a lesser-known Emirate) certain that we would have uninterrupted heat and sunshine. We were half right.

All around the pool, experienced visitors explained to us how they had never seen cloud like this at this time of year. As the raindrops fell onto our towels, friends posted on social media that they had lived in the Emirates for three years and had never seen rain.

The silver lining must surely be no distraction. What else could I do, but boot up the wireless keyboard and the writing app on the iPad? It turns out that there were quite a few things that I could do other than write.

Drink beer was one.

Attempt to amuse a grumpy sun-worshipper spouse was another.

Catching a vicious variant of the common cold was an unexpected insult to be added to meteorological injury.

Not a word was added to the count in the soggy Emirate. Not a word was added in the week following as I bravely fought off the cold. (I know, pathetic.)

In 2013, we brought rain to the Mayan Riviera. This year it was the turn of Emirates. Next year – we are going to rent our services to a country stricken by drought. I think that there is money in it.

In the meantime – I might have to make this writing lark work; so off to the grindstone for me.

Just when you think you know what is happening, along comes life.

I had amended social profiles to boldly state ‘Writer’. I have even ordered business cards that are militantly UN-corporate.

It felt good. Bold. Decisive.

Literally the next day, a dear friend whom I have worked with in the past got in touch. They are immersed in an exciting project and could really do with a hand.

By the time lunch has finished, I am back in the mad world of financial services and compliance.

Suddenly, Sean is on the back burner.

Today, I am taking the long suffering Mrs L on a well deserved (by her) break. A week in the sun.

Sean will get some attention too – as he adjusts to having a little more competition for my time.stock-photo-compliance-word-cloud-216482392

Let’s face it – a truly first world problem! It is great to be ‘wanted’ and I daresay many would be delighted to have this ‘problem’.

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Don’t get me wrong, I am usually partial to a bit of Spring and sunny weather. Right now, I am thinking that I need to be outside enjoying it rather than sitting at my desk writing about it.

I bought and read a book yesterday. (This is a habit I encourage you, dear reader to develop. Keep an eye out for anything by Stuart Lennon).

I found this particular book while wandering around in the slightly mad worlds of Twitter and Blogs. The book can be found on amazon (Click on the word book earlier in this sentence!)

It is by a guy called Ben Adams. I enjoyed it. It is an easy read, and good fun. Ben is a little cagey about which bits are his experience and which are his imagination – but that is at it should be. We are British males. We don’t want too much of this metrosexual nonsense. We are uptight and proud of it, what?

Currently, I am stalking Ben. He published ‘Six Months to Get a Life‘, his first book, in January and his blog records his experiences. Damn it.

I will definitely use different pictures here if nothing else. He posted about #MondayBlog.

You can read it here but essentially it is a hashtag which one can add to tweets. Fellow authors then pick up on this and retweet and favourite it.

I only have a rudimentary understanding as to what the last sentence means, but I am hopeful that it is a good thing.

This page is on a new theme. Again.

Mrs L pointed out to me that having a ‘sign up’ box right at the bottom of the page was not necessarily very clever. So now it sits proudly top left.

So…no excuse not to sign up now.

Oh yes!

The book. Sean is getting along OK. With my long and varied experience of Central European hangovers, I found writing about Sean’s remarkably easy.

Until of course, the Sun came out.