My time at the historic building started of very dire indeed. Most people just walked past me. IJust as I was packing up to leave an hour and a half early. a group of visitors walked in and sat down. And they stayed. That made my day.
Having sorted out my tummy, all the stress of the moment has started it up again. It was lentils for dinner and dates for afters. I'm still a bit sore, but it'll be alright in a few days. After dinner I watched London Belongs To Me, a lovely melodrama from 1948. Bed at half past nine. The people upstairs were a cunt. The kids were still running round shrieking when I turned in.
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