It’s a glorious day today, the pale autumn sun pouring through the window onto the breakfast table. It’s such a lovely day I have decided, on the advice of my doctor, to go for a run in the park. The Wii has such a pleasant park.

It seems I have become obsessed with our new vitrine. It lights up like a shrine and I spend countless hours before it, buffing up the wood here and there. It is probably a substitute for my lack of religion. But, since it has entered our humble abode, I have revised my view of the world as completely corrupt and decrepid. I now think that the world is a very harsh place filled with little treasures. Isn’t that nice? Suffice to say I have written an ode to the junk shop which brought such pleasure into our lives.