Strange morning. Looked at my hand from last night to remember what I’d written on it. Bio-Solar wallpaper. (yeah, I know, dry hands. It’s the gardening). Then I pondered my tech disruption map for a while lying on the bed and rather gave up. Tried writing a speach, but gave up on that too. Then went out in the car and bought some tulips. Came back and I’m on fire. What the heck was that about? Was it just about having a break, doing something different, giving it time or what? No idea!