Dinner was fine. Afterwards I watched a couple of episodes of Steptoe and Son, before listening to some music and playing cards on the computer. Bed at ten.
I had another less-than-satisfactory night's sleep, turning over repeatedly and feeling drugged, although deep in thought.
I got up at six to a foggy morning. My head felt quite foggy too. It was the usual Wednesday routine of fags, coffee, iron a shirt, bath, and then on to the library.
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