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It was so hard to get out of bed. But I'm now eating breakfast, if still in dressing gown. Need to get on, I need to make sure I get a train that gets me into London by 9, and I'm paranoid...
Goodness knows what I'm going to do about work, as far as I can tell I'm getting back, setting up, collapsing with tea and hopefully lovely company for an hour, going back to do pre-show and do the show, taknig it down, walk home, home half 11 absolutely knackered, then have to read an article or fifteen and write an essay. This worries me.
First things first. Get dressed, smart but pretty, get to London, then get back here.
You can do it, my dear...
Goodness knows what I'm going to do about work, as far as I can tell I'm getting back, setting up, collapsing with tea and hopefully lovely company for an hour, going back to do pre-show and do the show, taknig it down, walk home, home half 11 absolutely knackered, then have to read an article or fifteen and write an essay. This worries me.
First things first. Get dressed, smart but pretty, get to London, then get back here.
You can do it, my dear...
