Yesterday

When I got home from the library, I lay down on the sofa and slept for an hour or so. Then I cooked dinner but didn't want it, so I went straight to the exhibition of paintings. About five minutes later the mayor turned up in full regalia so I left. I'm not going to have any sort of association with a blackshirt. Then I went down the pub. It was quiet and I knew the people who were there. The music wasn't quiet though, and I felt that I was being subjected to a violent onslaught. Then it was home for dinner. I still didn't fancy it and ate very little. I started to watch Doctor Syn but felt very tired, so I went to bed at half past eight.