23rd February

Went into the lecture all smug with a great video presentation planned. Put the video on and the sound was fucked, came away looking a real tit. Never mind.

Spent the rest of the day cleaning up the fibreglass mould with turpentine occasionally talking to Dave. Tried to contact Tony Smith about the church but he was not in. this does not look good and I don’t want to have to break it to Rona if we get turned down this late in the game. Situation Leeds is looking for something concrete by Friday. Still helps me focus.

Work was shit and so was home, a bad night’s sleep was followed by the drive down south. Had a great day with Jamie if not a little short again. This time because his mother was returning from hospital with Theo and he wanted to be there to meet her, or at least this is what Mark said to me. What could I do?

Drove home having to stop and sleep on the way, strong coffee and a snack and managed to get home at 7.30. Bought beers and lottery ticket, stayed in and watched tele.

Sunday cleaned the house then went to B&Q for some plaster for the bullets; they didn’t have any. Bought some concrete to try instead. Went to Hobby craft, never again, they too had no plaster. The place was full of pale looking women who had aspirations of being creative but were instead locked into fruitless marriages and surrounded by baying kids (cynical and mean I know, but that was my mood). I need to get out of here.

Spent the afternoon in the library where I sent Emma an email about Friday and then later went to maxis Chinese and tried to buy a copy of “Tristem Shandy” from borders.

Went home watched tele read a little and then watched the Carling Cup final. Next week will be better.