All's well that ends up in the Eddy

Woke in the middle of the night with an oddly throbbing head. But this abated after drugs.

Into work listening to Lord of the Rings still. It goes on forever as an audiobook. And arriving at the office people unreasonably seemed to expect me to do some work, rather than simply swivel about on my chair talking airily about Japan. Nevertheless much of the day was spent this way, or working Japan into the conversation if by some oversight the person I was talking to had neglected to ask me about it.

I definitely feel as if the walls have been pushed back after my holiday. Feeling full of possibilities and optimism. Although I did have a sense of absurdity on the slow train ride up to London. There must be another way.

Absconded with Trace and the French Bloke to the nearby Thai restaurant for a very cheerful and chatty lunch, which help extend the holiday feeling. Much blaring about Japan over some cheeky beer and listening their news too. Over the holiday Trace had moved into a new flat close to work and is very happy there.

Caught up with some email... Sophie has invited me to go with her to do a day of Buddhist stuff on Saturday, which might be elevating and purifying. Got a lovely note too from Joan, with a wonderful pre-Christmas photo from Deviation Road. And from Kate too to arrange a sensible New Year's Beer.

Stupid leg not in great shape, however, and will have to show it to one of Brighton's mountebanks.

In the evening managed to hobble up to Anton and Anna's. Really nice to see them again. Ended the night in the Eddy with Anton. Such an excellent bar. They were playing old blues and we talked about Japan and an excellent idea Anton has for some children's books over a couple of pints of Harvey's beer (brewed in nearby Lewes) until I was yawning my head off. But it's nice to be home in Brighton again.

Below Joan's beautiful photo of the intrepid Pinkie exploring the forest behind her home just before Christmas.