In my last place, the TV was always on.

Even when I was on my own, when I got home I'd automatically turn on some music (if I was very chilled), the radio (if I was a bit chilled) or the TV (if I'd had One Of Those Days).

Even when I was listening to music, I'd turn on the TV to accompany me whilst I ate. As Galway Kinnell was aware, there are certain foods you shouldn't eat alone, and TVs provide a kind of false company.

Earlier in the week I carried out an experiment. I came in, took off my shoes, and didn't turn on any noise. I made my dinner. I ate it. I read my book. I did a bit of internet-faffing. I didn't turn on any noise. I went to bed.

It was delicious.

This morning I sat outside my house (in my coat and gloves) and felt the sun on my face. I listened to the birdsong, and I listened to the gaps between the birdsong.

It was delicious.

I would like to invite more silence into my home, and my life. Here is some bloggy silence, to inspire you all. Close your eyes for a few minutes and breathe it in.

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 PS my new novel Thaw is out now - if you like your fiction dark, check it out at http://www.fionarobyn.com/thaw.htm