So-so
Hmmm… a so-so weekend. Very nice breakfast with mum yesterday, followed by a trip into the loft to get rid of some boxes, and pick up the monitor I won on Wednesday night (delivered far quicker than anything I’ve ever actually bought - strange, that) then off to a surprisingly empty tip to dump a surprisingly full bootful of rubbish. It’s amazing what you hang on to when it should really have been thrown out years ago.
Of course hanging onto things in someone else’s attic is a terrible temptation since they don’t clutter up your own flat.
Out to dinner at Trevor and Jon’s in the evening. Much talk is cats and holidays, and we intended to watch a film, but we ended up sitting at the table all night eating vegetarian trifle, nibbling Thorntons chocolates and sipping cups of tea.
Lots of harking back to times gone by and leaving through photos, then realising that in spite of the fact some of them were twelve or more years old they featured much of the furniture on which we were sitting.
In bed by midnight to accommodate an early, busy start this morning. More rain, of course, being a Sunday which, if experience of the last three or months is anything to go by, is turning out to be the wettest day of the week.
Read through the Sunday papers over a coffee and toast, then worked very hard on writing cues for the show. It was one of those adrenaline mornings when you’re still writing right up until the moment you go on air. I’m fairly convinced this is a good thing, as it keeps it all fresh in your mind. If you’re ready too early you’re all geed up to go an hour too soon, then kick back with a cup of tea and the mood is gone.
Was supposed to be meeting Ursula, Albert and Mike, but by the end of the show, having left a couple of messages, was still waiting to hear back, so decided to head off into the melee of Christmas shoppers and kill time while I waited.
Mooched down to a very festive Covent Garden and would have bought the perfect present in the undercover market had the cash machine not run out of money when a woman pushed to the front of the queue and withdrawn
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