Phew. Another scorcher in London etc. The day saw me full of cheerful and manly vigour but still balking at work.

However, I have been approached to teach a poetry course in the agency, this will be great fun.

Wandered off for a walk by the river with Trace and ended up at the Dove. Enjoyably compared our many notes on life and loves while she smoked fags and drank mineral water in a catlike fashion and I had a beer. Then on the way back we stumbled across a bicker of creatives basking in the sun outside the Blue Anchor. The FB was there too, but due to his vampire medication he was crouching in the shade employing only his powerful voice to be noticed.

Lingered with them for a while, then back to the agency, and a cheeky swim in the afternoon. Quite odd swimming after a few lunchtime drinks. Felt like the man from Atlantis and wanted to be ottering through the water all the time.

Brighton and met up with Mum and Mase who had taken Swiss Chris and Terri down there to look at the Pavilion. Unlike London, Brighton was shrouded in fog and was cold. So they were all a bit cold expecting as they were another scorcher. Mason was having a bit of trouble walking, exacerbated by The Wrong Shoes. Ended up at Ask where I engulfed an Inferno pizza with chili.

I noted that Terri does the Marja-style toasting where you have to look deeply into the eyes of the person you are clinking glasses with. Apparently they do that in Switzerland as well as Finland. Perhaps it is just uncouth English that just gargle it down, barely noticing who is slumped in various stages of stupor around the same table.

Nice to see Chris and Terri. Swiss Chris is an old family friend that I have known since I was a child so it was good to catch up with him. We seem to have many interests in common. He even has the same make of camera as me. They often go for rambles in Switzerland too. Discussing among other things the making of a Guernsey Bean jar as Chris came to Guernsey several times and loves it.

They all popped back to the Twitten briefly. My dwelling like a bomb had hit it. Chris and Terri seemed to like it though.

After they left I lurked about osmotically soaking up two litres of mineral water then sloped off for an early night. Below Swiss Chris and Terri.

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