It occured to me the other day that my current living situation is not entirely dissimilar to the early days of the Paper Street Soap Company, a la Fight Club. Here materialism is discouraged. Alternatives to typical careers are flourishing and branching. And the reckless thrill of physical abandon is realised with phenomenal binge drinking.

A small community of clever liberal thinking occupants, disenfranchised with the current western society, politics and globalisation, driven to distraction. Concern about the environment, government, literature, history, music. It is all revealing for me.

Did I mention that I live in a presbytery? Catholic? Not practising.