Feeling the pressure

Lorraine off working with Beth at Churchill Square in Brighton for the morning. A day of getting things done. I chatted to Robin, wrote some poetry, sorted out some tiresome computer admin things quickly and easily.  Emma who I met on Rosie's birthday sent me a link to some of her art on Instagram -- she has an interesting mind. Also finally sorted out the blood pressure monitor thingy, hearing from their Helpdesk this morning with an apology that the confirmation email would not send over the weekend. Started wearing the contraption this evening. Obvs feelign anxious and hypochondriac, but I hope to get used to it.

Spoke to Mum, and we agreed that the next time I come up we will meet in Hampstead, and have a drink in the flask perhaps. Lorraine back, and we ate the carrot cake she had made over the weekend. Delicious. All well. 

Pouring most of the day. I had a short walk in the teeming rain, just to get some air, and I passed the  skate park, deserted and puddly in the Salts between our house and the sea.