Betrayed

Down to the gym first thing this morning, where I sort of borderline enjoyed myself.

Then to a lunchtime meeting with other denizens of the Twitten at Chris's house which was very smart. Here we discussed Twitten business. It is a sad fact that the first agenda point was a big poo that was discovered at the other end of the alley. There will be a general smartening of the Twitten where we will all get together and freshen up the white paint and so on. A good and rather funny meeting, there are some interesting characters along the way. We are all going to share numbers and emails, and have people to call if there is any trouble which is rather civilised.

One piece of news however left me feeling betrayed. Calliope apparently is the sweetheart of the Twitten and has been into several people's houses in acts of blatant betrayal. Cats. They are just ladies with pelts.

Then to meet Lorraine and have a walk by the beach in the sun. Very crowded but fun. Then we sauntered inland to the Eagle for a tasty lunch. Lorraine is known in the Eagle and gets hugged severally in there, which she rather likes. Women. They are just like cats.

Spoke to Toby and Mum tonight, and watched an early evening repeat of Joanna Lumley's trip in search of the Northern Lights on BBC which was a delightful programme.

Now I'm going to watch Match of the Day.

Read today Kate complaining about being me which was odd. I think she should embrace her inner Peter Kenny.

Below two shots of Brighton beach today.