under another sun

So finally a smoother day. The train delayed this morning, naturally, but I made it into work only a bit late. Found myself relocated again, sitting next to Ana a designer I started on the same day with. Ana is from Mexico City and has eaten grasshoppers in Oaxaca too like I once did. Otherwise a day when I was briefed to write a newsletter report on an event, which obviously I did not attend. Piecing it together from various bits and pieces. Have been working on Schizophrenia this week, and it is an interesting area. One of the things featured at this event is a pod, into which you sit and have the opportunity to experience life as a schizophrenic, with visions and voices in your head. Lunch with Max, my erstwhile agency mentor and Julie from my old agency too. This was the highlight of my working week. We stole away to a pub restaurant and I ate a pie, chiefly attracted by the vegetables that went with it. The ladies having fish and chips. Great to see Max again, who I'd not ...

Up before the sparrows and off to Victoria, a bus from there to an agency I haven't worked with before near Goodge Street tube. Feeling a bit run down having had a stomach upset for the last couple of days. However London looking rather lovely from a bus top. A couple of old faces I knew from former agencies, and was greeted nicely. A long-seeming day battling with tiredness. Snuck off at lunch to buy a book of plays by Ionesco by way of being in a quiet atmosphere. Caught a bus to Victoria, which went down Oxford Street. The chief decoration this year seems to be hundreds of silver globes in the air. Some of the window displays remarkable.  Listening to the very short audiobook A grief observed, by C.S.Lewis. Some fine writing in it, although I don't share his orientations. Home after eight, and Lorraine training governors on school data tonight. Spoke to mum, the heated up a  bowl of bean jar and felt pretty good about it. Lorraine home and fed the same. Both tired and r...