Marmite and my mates April fool's day. But thankfully no trickery. My house has become fantastically untidy over the last few weeks, and so spent the morning tidying when not chatting at length to Sprinkles who gets up at five o'clock. This is a) handy for me but b) slightly disturbing as Cabal her dog insists on it. Today we discussed the glories of English food, such as Marmite. Their whole marketing strategy is based on the correct insight that people either love it or hate it. There was this viral film which is rather nasty but quite funny. In the afternoon Trace came down to Brighton and we had a long slope along down by the seafront. Really hot day and enjoyably Trace had a faux fur coat and hat on among people in teeshirts. In fact when I got home i think I had caught the sun. We stopped off at a seaside cafe where I had an eccles cake and a nice cup of coffee which quickly made me want to hurl, an effect which lasted for some hours. However lots of deep chats with Trac...
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