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(we use the beach as a blackboard)
woke to a retarded peacock head-butting (pecking at) our bedroom window over and over and over again.
so got up early to tweak some pictures of matt lucas pre-publication.
went for a very pleasant walk along the beach with family and dog.
maximum scooped up a dead crab on his spade.
when i went to touch it, z shouted, 'no' thinking i'd get my finger clamped.
'don't worry', said maximum, 'it doesn't work'.
which is how people will be able to know when i'm dead too.
DTT.
caught train to manchester with alan and frances.
as the train pulled away from euston i remembered i'd left some gels i needed in the perou-mobile (back in the car-park)
staying at the new hilton skyscraper in mancheser which the cab driver correctly described as 'a usb dongle'.
drinks on the 23rd floor, priced-for-nouveau-riche, 'cloud bar' surrounded by wannabe wags looking for footballers.
then in the restaurant dinner which was comped as it took forever to arrive.
bed late.