Bobbie Boberts

The Living Deaf

Every morning I wake up feeling (as I’m sure many of us do) like a Neanderthal on the dawn of mankind’s leap towards civilisation: slightly groggy, primitive (especially in appearance…), but optimistic. Today things are going to really move forwards. On rising, I have breakfast and, before throwing myself off the metaphorical caveman bandwagon and out into the wide waters of the working world, I first—tentatively—dip my toe into the tepid shores of modern civilisation.