Time is hormonal.

And you’ve just got to wait for the mood swings to kick in.

In the endless second just after betrayal life takes on no meaning.

All over the place the signs are that a mega rationing regime is pitching up.

The fifth column is getting into overdrive and has spilt into two factions. One to take your attention whilst the other cosies up to you and whispers in your ear that they have always liked you, hidden chib in hand.

Heads up.