Working at home in the last couple of days. Still feeling a bit seedy and irritable so best left to own devices.

This broken up nicely with serious cyberflirting with MJ. I prefer meatspace flirting though and am looking forward to April.

Reuben spontaneously dropping by this evening on his way to meet a graffiti artist for the show he is going to curate. Good to see him. He's got some trademark Reuben photos here.

Learnt today from Radio 4 about The Burgess Shale in the Rockies in Canada full of mid-Cambrian fossils, where even the soft tissue creatures left their mark. Had a look at the Smithsonian site where there were all kinds of unlikely looking creatures, evolutionary cul-de-sac. One creature called Hallucinogenia because it looked so odd. My favourites are the so-called unassigned fossils which have no obvious familial allegiance to anything known. They're here. I like the idea of nature experimenting and discarding some of the also-rans. Wonder if some tentacled race in the future will tut marvellingly over the evolutionary dead end that was man.

Working on a newsletter about men's health today. Receiving phonecalls from work and being tetchy for no good reason. I went for a walk in the afternoon by way of a lunchbreak. Lovely to be able to walk by the sea for a few minutes crunch about on the pebbles and listen to the waves. There is a little hole in the wall there that sells smoked fish and I bought a Brighton Kipper which, after cutting its face off, I grilled with toast for supper.

Am listening to music all the time. Went into a shop today called The Classical Long player and left armed with Benjamin Britten's Nocturnes and Les Illuminations which mum has, and a recording of the Brandenburg Concertos the guy in the shop recommended. Yesterday bought St Germain's Tourist album, and Physical graffiti by Led Zeppelin both of which I have been really enjoying between the wall to wall aural furniture of Brian Eno.

And talking of furniture eventually bought a rug for my living room. Wasn't sure about it at first but now am happy. Funny how a rug can make the place seem more homely.

Went for a walk tonight at random, the Pavillion looking nice lit up, and walking along the pier which was still faintly tweeting. Saw a painting in a shop window by a guy called Phillip Dunn I think of sunset over the burnt pier and the flocks of starlings around it.

Am seeing my old school chum Mark next week. He suggested meeting in the Battle of Trafalgar which is about 15 seconds from my front door.

Back up to the smoke again tomorrow. Boo.

Boo too. No random poem today.

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