Still Brighton

A long video call with Robin today, making plans for our new project. This is in danger of translating from talking about stuff, to making stuff happen. Rather exciting.

Otherwise still plugging away on a short story, which is beginning to feel like a banana attached to the end of a bamboo. What I don't realise is the bamboo is attached to my head, and as I move towards it, it gets further away. I went for a hot walk up to Hollingbury again, and bought some bottles of Harvey's best bitter from the offie at five ways that sells from its front door. Two rather lively young ladies enthusiastically groping each other in the queue before me. Nice to be reminded this is still Brighton.