Slogging and good luck
No fever in the night, and a bit brighter today. Under the cosh, however, working at my desk on the pressurised freelance job from 7:15. It was to get stuff ready for a presentation at nine, but this was bumped till the afternoon, which gave Keith and I chance to pull everything together again after a lengthy chat with the creative director. A long presentation this afternoon, which went well enough for us. This done, we could finish at fourish. As soon as I finished, I was phoned by the complaints team at then Bank, to whom I had to explain all the issues yet again. However he has promised to erase all bank fees, repay the cheque that was paid from the account, get to the root of the problem and pay me £500 for my trouble. Good news arrived today too, with an acceptance of a poem in a magazine called 14 for poems of 14 lines. It is a new one called Black Kawasaki KH250 in a new style for me. I had to consult with Anton to get the bike name right. Lorraine worki...