Last day of my twentieth year of writing this nonsense...
The room awaited...
It wasn't that early...
Other machines were destined not to be used today...
Slightly overcast....
Can you tell I'm struggling as to what to write?
Started the day by writing this for yesterday (whereas this is being written three days from now)...
Then, to compiling the "Play Every CD You Own" playlist for today...
A good way through it when the shout went up "Why don't we go out for breakfast today?"
And so, we did...
A walk down the hill to Cafe Vigo - a top omelette for me...
...and a "breakfast" for the Exec Producer...
On the way home, a couple of chazzas visited, resulting in this quartet for £4...
At one, football...
Some filming and interviewing was being done...
A turnout of over 30 today...
The particular selection of players, of which I was one, won all three games, 2-1, 2-1, 3-1 - two goals for your goal-scoring hero, including one with the old left peg...
And, interviewed on camera post session...
Took some plates to FourSquare and, of course, could not resist partaking of a few things for just £1.50 all told...
I have the Bach already but not with the card sleeve and catalogue so, you know...
Time, once again, to write up the Red Books...
Lovely tasty tea tonight from Anne...
...and Luna arrived...
She was soon settled in...
...and knows what side her bread is buttered on, as they say...
Twenty years eh?
Crazy...
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