Tomatoes at dawn

Woke up at five AM with the lines of a new poem scrolling through my head. Dutifully got up and worked on it for three hours. Promising poem called The Vinery and perfect for A Guernsey Double. Just need another four or five of those in the next three weeks, and I'll be sorted.

Slumped back to bed at 8.00 for a quick doze, but Lorraine phoned twenty minutes later, so I simply got up and on with things. Very clear about what needs to be done now over the next few weeks. I have to finish and final edit the A Guernsey Double poems, and promote the This concert will fall in love with you concerts. This means not really doing much paid work in the next few weeks, so a spot of belt tightening is called for. But I really am very happy with the way things are going.

In the evening went around to Lorraine's new house and we popped around to her new local curry house, and had a couple of glasses of beer and some fiery food. And later sunk into Lorraine's new Tempur mattress. Perfect.

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