Monday.

I'm off today... actually -honestly- having a day off. Grindrod is popping down from London for a pub lunch and we shall enjoy the blue skies and freezing wind. I spent most of yesterday clearing stuff out of the oft - I'm going to be in a table sale at Eat restaurant in Claremont in November so I priced loads of stuff up ( essentially, undervalued it all but I don't want to bring anything back.)

I've also been replacing all the music that itunes edited out of my library when I updated last time - it seemed to delete about 70% of everything for no reason, all random selections, every other Belle and Sebastian track and all  y Smiths. Very odd. It may take about 2 years to finish.

I read an article in the papers about Mary McCartney - daughter of Paul and celebrity photographer. It praises her to the skies and simpers as she examines her own art. Actually, she's a terrible photographer - utterly devoid of skill and vision - laughably so. I know several people who have used her ( she is VERY expensive ) and regretted it. I had to try and make one of her shoots work once for an album cover and left the job rather than be humiliated - even the people I was working for were embarassed and horrified that they had squandered so much money.

I now have £35 in cash left until next monday when I get paid - most of that will vanish into my mortgage and power bill, but I have a few invoices outstanding so I'll make up a bit of ground. A couple of firm work offers came to nothing so I'm laughably poor - so if anyone in power tells me that I can make economies they are bound to get a smack in the mouth.