Today -

- I shall be in a big meeting, which includes a tour of a building I am already very familiar with. Tomorrow I'm at a conference on the Creative Future of Hastings - which includes a free lunch and 'Networking' - although I think it's going to be more like speed dating, and in the evening I'm going to a meeting to persuasively argue that my road should be a one way street, apparently.

There are more and more students at the college - and they seem to get younger and younger, lots of goth boys - including one with full 'scary satanic clown' makeup. There is also a very nice woman who just rides up and down in the lift all day with a trolley of cleaning products. Only one week left before my students get back - calm before storm etc.

Do I care about George Micheal - do I fuck. He should have crashed into a brick wall and done us all a favour.

Could I give a toss about Lady GaGa - do I fuck, I hope she gets mad cow disease. Whenever anyone meets her from now on, they will never be able to gte away from the fact she has a fain odour of rancid beef.