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Sometimes everything just clicks. When it does you know you’re part of a wonderful team.
I gymmed before work. I still miss Oscar not waking me up in the mornings, and I still can’t work out the timer on my light so it doesn’t come on when the alarm goes off, but nonetheless I was out of bed early enough to be on the treadmill by half seven and the train shortly before nine.
I felt springy, as I always do after the gym. The German sinks in easier after a workout, too, and by the time I’d got to work I’d learnt two new words - one of them a verb.
It was Leo’s birthday, which of course necessitated a trip to the S&G at lunchtime, where we shoehorned our nine sets of knees beneath a small round table and spent the first five minutes commenting on how ‘cosy’ it was to sit there as the rain spat down outside. If it had been any more cosy we would have been sitting on each others’ laps.
We returned to the office for bagels and cream cheese and the caviar brought back from Russia and hidden in the editorial fridge. It’s the first time I’d tried it, I think. In the past it’s always been those nasty orange balls of salmon roe, like unripe redcurrants that pop with an unclean fishy aftertaste in your mouth. This, though, was your genuine tarmac-like beluga. It was certainly far more mild, but not much better.
I stuck to the cracked black pepper cheese instead.
Spent the afternoon drinking tea, eating birthday cake and editing copy, then returned to the pub at six. Porters Bar, where the prices are high, and nobody sits at the tables downstairs.
Strange.
It was spitting again as I left. I think summer has come to an end.
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