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Up at the computer


Up and at the computer

I prefer it this way, even if I get only an hour. I punch another fifteen minutes that could have an after shock in delayed dressing, breakfasting, getting out the door thing.

Sit on ‘my’ bench in the Grange

Document bag on my knees resting on a clipboard and a 1985 hardback diary. I work for over an hour without a break.

Chat with Darlingest over the state of our finances. We have scraped up every piece of scum we can and popped it into the current account. Things would look worse if she didn’t have the means to meet the bills … when she is paid.

TBT home for lunch

He finds things to occupy him. I load the car with rubble sacks and return to Lewes via the Newhaven dump. Zozo and TBT hard to extract from the school playground. I’m content to let them stay as they have few other opportunities to play with their friends. TBT asleep by the time we get home. I should have woken him earlier. He is up as it heads towards 9.00 p.m. by which time I am sleeping and Darlingest is climbing into bed.

Hilarious episode from ‘Malcolm in the Middle’

The parents fear she may be pregnant for the fifth time. This is an excuse to look back at the birth of their four boys.

I’ve had one filter coffee in the Grange and a single can of cider. I am wacked. Unwilling to drink coffee, happy to skip TV and looking forward to the early rise that it will invoke.

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