Lazy Sunday in a heatwave. Late gorging of curry and gin and tonic meant that I was wide awake in the hot night from about 3:00am. Got up early and the bunk bed guy came and I helped him load the bits into his big car. Pottered about hoovering and dusting and stuff till mid day when a friend from work Mark turned up, having picked up a new motorbike nearby.

We went for a walk along the seafront. Really very busy, and crowded with baskers in the sun. Mark a nice guy, a writer too, and refreshingly thoughtful. Discussed the football for a while, deciding I think that it was a bad thing. Ended up going to a pub and drinking a pint of shandy and eating a roast beef Sunday lunch, which was a bit mad for a such a hot day, but tasted really nice. The veggies, beef and roast potatoes were served inside a circular Yorkshire pudding.

Mark very easy company, he'd lived in Brighton when he was a student, and liked my place. When he zoomed off to London on his new motorbike I had a very laid back evening.

Spoke to mum, who is toying with the idea of walking along Hadrian's Wall with her walking buddy. Hadrian's wall was built as the northernmost limit of the Roman Empire in the British Isles by the Emperor Hadrian. It was intended to separate the Romans from the Barbarians and was begun in AD 122. On the other side of the wall were various Picts and Celts and prototype sweaties of the worst sort.

On a family holiday as a kid I remember being driven alongside Hadrian's wall, and a big Vulcan Bomber emerged from the mist flying very low like an angel of death. One of those memory snapshots that will stay with me forever. I nicked this picture of a Vulcan from the interweb... They were finally withdrawn from service in 1984.

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