Economy

I looked very smart last night. What is surprising is that everything I wore, bar the socks and underwear, came from charity shops. It just goes to show that one doesn't have to spend a fortune to look smart.

In the library

We've been overtaken by the chav community. From a distance it's a painful experience, and from close-up it's much worse.

Soon

I need to get myself ready for the trek over to the workhouse. I'm not looking forward to the walk. I'm much too tired for it, particularly when the weather's so damp and cold.

Today

I still feel really awful. I've had to cancel this afternoon's lessons, which is a great disappointment for me. I can't talk without coughing, and I don't want to infect everyone with it. I had a horrible night and slept badly. I might have been delirious, but that's only my experience of it. I felt overheated and unable to sweat, and woke up with a terrific headache and muscular pains.

Yesterday

I felt really ill all day. I got myself to the historic building and did my stuff. There were plenty of visitors, which made the whole thing much more enjoyable. Afterwards I went home, had a bath, did the laundry and made dinner.
In spite of feeling crap, I dressed myself very smartly and looked as if I were feeling great. My session at the new pub went phenomenally well. I played for three hours. What was (I am told) normally a quiet night stayed busy throughout. A group of ten-or-so people who left came back later on. The landlord has booked me to play Sundays until the end of March. The fee I've agreed is much less than I'm used to, but he has agreed to review this at the end of March. If it isn't to my satisfaction I will not continue. I will collect my keyboard this afternoon, after the second session at the workhouse.
I'm glad I got the booking. I did this all by myself, so nobody will have right to take the credit for what I do.

The man himself

I'm thinking about Prinny (aka George iv) again. I'm not being gratuitously unkind about the man. What follows is his obituary in the Times.

Later on

When I get home I'm going to do the same as I did yesterday; make a bed on the sofa, get dinner ready, and sleep whenever I want to. I'm going to be lazy for a change, and do what my body is screaming at me that I need.