Rubbish job
Child scaring eye slightly better. Lorraine with me this morning, as she was heading off to the smoke. Lorraine's phone alarm is a disembodied Beth singing happy birthday. When this goes off unexpectedly it feels like you're waking up in a movie about poltergeists.
Making a cup of tea this morning my phone spontaneously sent Kate two XX kisses. Was rather suprised to get a text from her a bit later wondering why.
To work early on Skelton Yawngrave then the day derailed by a call from Southwark council press officer and had to interview their head of sustainability.
The last time I had discussed the subject with the editor I was told to forget it, so this all came as a bit of a surprise. This irritation compounded by then being hassled for copy a few hours after I'd done the interview. However it was another opportunity to learn more about sustainability, and I talked to a very pleasant and professional woman called Mary Morrissey about recycling and waste management and so on. Writing this up took a surprisingly long time.
Noticed the cat had diarrhoea. Later she seemed fine, but ate at least four juicy and freshly-tortured flies during the day. This can't be a coincidence.
To the gym in the late afternoon feeling irritable. Gym helped a great deal. Then back to finish the article and eat a chickpea and vegetable curry with brown rice, while watching Manchester Utd start to beat Arsenal. And have intermittent chats with Anton by phone about football.
Child scaring eye slightly better. Lorraine with me this morning, as she was heading off to the smoke. Lorraine's phone alarm is a disembodied Beth singing happy birthday. When this goes off unexpectedly it feels like you're waking up in a movie about poltergeists.
Making a cup of tea this morning my phone spontaneously sent Kate two XX kisses. Was rather suprised to get a text from her a bit later wondering why.
To work early on Skelton Yawngrave then the day derailed by a call from Southwark council press officer and had to interview their head of sustainability.
The last time I had discussed the subject with the editor I was told to forget it, so this all came as a bit of a surprise. This irritation compounded by then being hassled for copy a few hours after I'd done the interview. However it was another opportunity to learn more about sustainability, and I talked to a very pleasant and professional woman called Mary Morrissey about recycling and waste management and so on. Writing this up took a surprisingly long time.
Noticed the cat had diarrhoea. Later she seemed fine, but ate at least four juicy and freshly-tortured flies during the day. This can't be a coincidence.
To the gym in the late afternoon feeling irritable. Gym helped a great deal. Then back to finish the article and eat a chickpea and vegetable curry with brown rice, while watching Manchester Utd start to beat Arsenal. And have intermittent chats with Anton by phone about football.
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