Blue

Beautiful day. To the gym early today and spent the rest of the time on the story, scribing away with the blue pressing on the window. The results are positive, despite the fact I am feeling a little stressed. The gym is helping. Stress not helped by watching Chelsea beaten by the unspeakable Manchester United and a referee in need of a guide dog.

Tore myself away from the TV during the second half and Anton's crowing texts to meet my musicianly mates in the Evening Star. Richard gave Steve, Glenn and I a copy of some of his recorded sonnets and asked for feedback. I was tempted to make a high pitched whining sound, but didn't.