I decided that Efva Attling's CD was good morning music, so we're listening to that before breakfast. I realise now that writing long reports just before going to bed is a bad idea, my head just spins with EuroPride thoughts and ideas and schemes and hopes and concerns and I can't get to sleep.
I phoned Chris and he seems to have real problems with coming. All his shoes have given out, he has no good trousers left, and his pay doesn't come till Thursday. I'm sure we can solve this (I mean I can sub him, but not till he gets here) but I don't know how just yet. We'll have to see.
I really do need some breakfast. Once again it's sunny, windy this time too, outside. I hope it's shorts weather.
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