Looking back

I was just thinking what I've been up too over the last couple of weeks and it seems to mount up. Went on some demos, got tear gassed, chased by the riot police, stopped by the regular ones, gatecrashed a far right press conference, took pictures of the communist party leader, designed posters, wrote articles, continued an ongoing photography project, did my lessons, got interviewed by the BBC World Service, attended a party, spent time with my daughter, made a video, read some books and of course blogged about it all. Don't you just hate it when you get stuck in a rut?