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z
(does not have a hangover)
last night ended badly
probably due to the 2 bottles of champagne and 4 strawberry daiquiris i'd accidentally ingested
the late tube i had unusually taken had issues
after a twenty minute delay in one station, i go had to get off to leave an embarrassing teenage puking trail along my route home: inside and outside the station.
CTTV footage would be bad
caught an uber with the back window down and the rain hitting my face, my eyes closed, willing the ride to be over.
the evening culminating in a redecoration of the bunker yard after which i had to recover and hose down my dinner, pre today's shoot arriving.
shame
fortunately andrew was in to look after the studio today
i had to struggle out of bed for a meeting with an ad agency in kings cross
which was actually ok: most of the meeting was spent comparing harley bobbers and talking motorbikes
rescue sushi lunch with special agent jamie
then over to cathie's studio to photograph her with her one eyed (gorgeous) pug, 'tulip'
dinner at the bunker
session with my wise lady pyschotherapist in west london
RTF by midnight