And no floozies in it either, which was a little disappointing given the last effort. I was working in the building trade in London and, having worked out a swimming baths that I could use as my headquarters in North London, I was looking for a similar in South London and was going over some possibilities in my head. I was even out in the south-west of London travelling over a road that I had travelled in an earlier dream a good while ago – a short cut from the noth-west side of the city down to the west side, past a cricket or sports groud, when I was on my way walking past the House of Commons (on the south side of the city) and off to Edmonton (which was also on the south side of the city last night too).
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I was attending a lecture for a whole afternoon and when I went outside I found that I had parked Caliburn (which was now, mysteriously, right-hand drive) roughly on the kerb with his engine running for about 4 hours. In a rush to get away and lacking in patience, I tried to force my way past a lorry that was badly parked, and put a scratch all down Caliburn’s right-hand-side.
So enough of that – awake at 06:00 in the pouring rain, and a desultory tidying up until 09:00, when I nipped out to pay the internet (I was confised about which company deals with what and we had been cut off) and do some shopping as there was no food in the house.
And then, I started to throw stuff away in here and it’s starting to look a little better.
Tea tonight was one of my aubergine-and-kidney-bean whatsits (enough for a week, I suspect) and now off for an early night. I’m getting old and I can’t last the pace.
And Friday, I have an appointment with my solicitor at 10:30. Mustn’t forget.
