The manacles slacken
Still feeling sluggish, but soon working on the rheumatoid arthritis copy till lunchtime, when there was a surprise manifestation of Bob, who'd been working in Brighton. He popped into have a quick lunchtime cuppa, and rave about unspeakable work politics. He said with some feeling that he'd much rather be writing about rheumatoid arthritis, which was probably a good thing to hear.
The Tobster appeared mid afternoon, staying overnight before flying home tomorrow.
After I'd slipped out of the copy irons, Toby and I hung out chatting till Lorraine came around and we three walked into Brighton for a cheeky farewell beer in a pub called The Victory, and then went for assorted tapas in Casa Don Carlos discussing a trip to Canada. We lurched home to watch an episode of BSG and sip purifying sparkling mineral water with a squeeze of lemon.
Must find out why there are so many pubs relating to Nelson in Brighton. There is the Battle of Trafalgar, which is my nearest pub, about 40 yards away. Then down Trafalgar Street is the Lord Nelson Inn, and of course The Victory we drank in last night.
Still feeling sluggish, but soon working on the rheumatoid arthritis copy till lunchtime, when there was a surprise manifestation of Bob, who'd been working in Brighton. He popped into have a quick lunchtime cuppa, and rave about unspeakable work politics. He said with some feeling that he'd much rather be writing about rheumatoid arthritis, which was probably a good thing to hear.
The Tobster appeared mid afternoon, staying overnight before flying home tomorrow.
After I'd slipped out of the copy irons, Toby and I hung out chatting till Lorraine came around and we three walked into Brighton for a cheeky farewell beer in a pub called The Victory, and then went for assorted tapas in Casa Don Carlos discussing a trip to Canada. We lurched home to watch an episode of BSG and sip purifying sparkling mineral water with a squeeze of lemon.
Must find out why there are so many pubs relating to Nelson in Brighton. There is the Battle of Trafalgar, which is my nearest pub, about 40 yards away. Then down Trafalgar Street is the Lord Nelson Inn, and of course The Victory we drank in last night.
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