A dog day today.

Work quiet apart from a long pre-production meeting over lunch for the cats and dogs advert. Turns out part of it will be shot on the stairs of The French Bloke's house. The main dog actor is called Bernie and is one of those curs with long tufts of hairs over its eyes. I can't help but imagine it wearing a smoking jacket lurking in the FB's winnebago (aka the pimpmobile) reading The Stage.

After, this I slipped off for a relaxed and invigorating swim. Can't help but feel exceedingly cheerful today.

After work tubed into town to meet Mad Dog at Doggett's pub. Had a swifty there and then crossed over the river to go to The Punch on Fleet Street and on to Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese. Generally put the world to rights. Then sloped off to engorge a curry (my second in two days) before sleeping on the slow train to Brighton.

Below. Mad Dog and Doggett's. And Bob in the Cheshire Cheese.

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