Urgh. Straight from Heathrow to work. Noticed on the tube that I still had sand from the North Shore on my boots.
Fantastically tired. Work not too bad fortunately, and did little other than sit in a brainstorm for a couple of hours, where I was able to speak after two cans of diet coke. Good news was that my pal Alice Lee was back after maternity leave. Walked about like a zombie, spoke to the FB briefly but was too tired to make any sense. The Gnome on holiday. Left work early and was delighted to find my house not to be a patch of cinders and all your belongings gone.
Found this in my in basket.... A vacant looking 16 year old Peter Kenny in the Bunch of Grapes on Duke Street, my then-regular haunt. Tess, who I saw last year for the first time since I was 19, sent them to me. She is the girl on my right.
Fantastically tired. Work not too bad fortunately, and did little other than sit in a brainstorm for a couple of hours, where I was able to speak after two cans of diet coke. Good news was that my pal Alice Lee was back after maternity leave. Walked about like a zombie, spoke to the FB briefly but was too tired to make any sense. The Gnome on holiday. Left work early and was delighted to find my house not to be a patch of cinders and all your belongings gone.
Found this in my in basket.... A vacant looking 16 year old Peter Kenny in the Bunch of Grapes on Duke Street, my then-regular haunt. Tess, who I saw last year for the first time since I was 19, sent them to me. She is the girl on my right.


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