What can you do when the busiest day of the year has been and gone.
Yesterday, after spending the morning cleaning and then smashing the hard disc on my old computer, I took Biscuit to University Of Reading. the best reason to study there would be Laura green from Sheffield as far as I can see.
A shabby campus, that doesn't look as if it has spent any money on itself for thirty years. Academically sound though, with depth of research and a cast iron reputataion. Crap marketing and dull amosphere. Apart fom Laura.
Hom ejust a few minutes before seven, but missed Trx and Flo. Tx to St Anne's for a New Parents evening, Flo to guides.
Overlapped with babysitter for no more than 15 minutes before heading over to church.
Duly elected churchwarden for the next year.
So many idea, so much inspiration.
first vestry meeting next Wednesday.Batcat brought in a squirrel yesterday morning. A SQUIRREL!! It was screaming and kicking when I first saw it, and thus released it from moggy's jaw. Whizzed around the house like a dervish. caught it, put it outside up the tree.
Turne dup in the middle of the lawn again this afternoon. Tx contacted RSPCA who duly came to collect about four o'clock. I hope it survives.
What will be next.
Stan made the sacrifice yesterday to allow everything else to fit. no swimming. So no Sally
Tomorrow (which I beieve is Friday??) is Biscuit's 18th. Love her to bits - we had a great day in Reading.
I have bought her a box set of five Tarantino films, the soundtrack to Kill Bill on CD and have arranged for a bouquet to be delivered when she gets in from college.
She has such gorgeous friends!!!

Beerrs with Mirfee this morning. Enlightening.
i have never before spoken of my addictive relationship with porn. very refreshing and enlightening. I feel another chunk of the cloud has passed and strength takes its place. Kind of weird to talk about it so naturally - suddenly there is a new perspective.