A bit of a stale, limbo-ish day where I was conscious of having to wait for a decision on the meeting I had yesterday, which did not arrive. Also nothing back from the book I sent to the agent. The only dribble of feedback was a standard-issue poetry rejection yesterday. Rosie has now read The Second Kind of Darkness and seemed to like it, and has a few comments which will be interesting to learn.
I went to the gym through the autumnal park which was great fun. Later I spoke to mum and to Betty who is working in London tomorrow. Poor Lorraine didn't get home till really late after some parent teacher event. I cooked her a late snack, and she watched Great British bake off to decompress.
Richard sent me this link to dolphins near herm, makes me miss Guernsey lots.