Wednesday

Happy Birthdat Grindrod - 40 today... ah, to be young. It's all downhill from here - the sure descent into miserable, lonley middle age - baldness, toothlessnes, poverty and failure... but enugh about me.

I hate these dark mornings - it's like something medieval - it actually feels darker than normal this year and is really depressing. Yesterday was so overcast, wet and cold that I just wanted to write the whole thing off. I'm thinking about putting a cable into the bedroom and spending the next 6 months just watching TV under a duvet.

I'm doing well  I still have £14 left - plus a large amount of very small change. I don't intend to spend more than a couple of quid today - but I do need milk and potatoes. Poverty sharpens the mind. I'm putting quite a few invoices through today and the money the college isn't paying me for teaching evening classes translates to 5 days off with paid cover later in the year. I have a phone bill and an electricity bill to pay - but apart from that - it's just the usual stuff and the inland revenue to worry about.

I am doing a table sale at Eat Restaurant in Claremont on November 6th - mostly a retro / vintage and curio type event - you pay £6 for a table etc - I have tons of stuff to get rid of - an entire loft full. I'm actually enjoying deciding what to get rid of and pricing it all up, I might get a T shirt made along the lines of 'support your local starving teacher'. I need all the support I can get so I'll be reminding you all repeatedly.

I'm going to work at home today - loads to do - and I'm sending a brochure to print that I've been working on for 19 months....so it's a red letter day.