A white wall

More French press advertising work for me to do this morning. This done painlessly, off to shop for Lorraine's birthday tomorrow. This also not too soul sapping, despite being a poor shopper. Then Lorraine and I set about painting a long wall outside her front door. It is a dirty concrete, but with Beth and help, and the employment of Sam's long arms for a tight corner, we painted it white, which looks better and reflects light into her house downstairs. Quite fun to be doing something like this. It feels like doing something, whereas sitting about typing doesn't always achieve this.

My Godson Oskar's birthday today, his presents are ready for tomorrow. Home in the evening to potter about, while Lorraine met Gary, her ex-husband, to discuss Sam and Beth's forthcoming university careers. Then back to Lorraine's house, for the holiday weekend to begin.

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