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Sep. 3rd, 2005
Sometimes I love living Canterbury for its sheer, wonderful weirdness factor.
Spotted today: two monks (we get a lot of monks) enjoying frappucinos outside Cafe Nero. One was wearing a baseball cap.
Am feeling much better after 24 hrs on antibiotics but need to keep taking them for another 6 days. Not drinking when you feel really ill is one thing - not drinking on a Saturday night when you feel fine and dandy is a horse of an entirely different colour. At least I can enjoy caffeine again, and am drinking copious amounts of Chai Tea.
Poo Roll had tea with Uncle Jim Broadbent last night. Bastard! She reakons he's way too nice to ever ask me leave. I am now, officially, sulking.
Oh well, at least I have my health back. Muchos scribbling tonight, methinks.
Spotted today: two monks (we get a lot of monks) enjoying frappucinos outside Cafe Nero. One was wearing a baseball cap.
Am feeling much better after 24 hrs on antibiotics but need to keep taking them for another 6 days. Not drinking when you feel really ill is one thing - not drinking on a Saturday night when you feel fine and dandy is a horse of an entirely different colour. At least I can enjoy caffeine again, and am drinking copious amounts of Chai Tea.
Poo Roll had tea with Uncle Jim Broadbent last night. Bastard! She reakons he's way too nice to ever ask me leave. I am now, officially, sulking.
Oh well, at least I have my health back. Muchos scribbling tonight, methinks.