Yes, my blogging mojo went, but so did most of my other mojos.
For ages now, I have mainly been found of an evening, slumped on the sofa, in front of the telly.
Y’see, a particular box-set on Netflix has me hooked.
Sons of Anarchy.
With ninety-one episodes spread over seven seasons, it has kept me going for nearly four months.
It’s got sex.
It’s got violence.
It’s got Harley Davidson motorcycles.
In short, it ticks all the boxes for me.
I’m now more than halfway way through the final series and wondering what I’m going to do once it’s finished.
Maybe I’ll get my life back.