So a varied day. It started with an estate agent. Nobody in their right mind likes estate agents and even with no skin in the game I could feel my distaste. I just let him in so he could disappoint my friend. Snake.
Then I took a load of photos of books. Really just an aide memoir. I was back at the house of my friend’s crap dead father. It’s one thing to see the chattels of someone you loved reduced to piles of like. It’s something else to see the accumulation of ego nursing bollocks that someone you have just cause to dislike has accumulated. I’m sifting for value. There’s little to find. And I have no kindness for this man’s memory.
Still, the geek in me likes looking for interesting things. There’s bits and bobs.
Then I drove down into North London and saw friends. I’m off soon and it is helpful to touch base with who we can when we are so damnably nomadic. I can’t keep social calendars very well with the old ADHD, so largely if you aren’t right there I might forget to call you. My best friends are the ones who get that and are similar. I saw two of them this afternoon.
Then home for a meaty meal with Tom, who is on the sofa. I bought nice kebabs from the Hampstead Butcher. I’m happy as I covered a lot of ground today. I’m gonna just turn over now towards electric blanket and a pint of water. Perhaps having a beer in Camden late afternoon was not conducive to good thinking now, at midnight when I can barely string a sentence together.
ALSO Spring? Maybe… Maybe… Although I’m worried the seasons are broken now with the oblivious selfish mess we continue to make of our atmosphere. “I don’t believe in climate change,” I’ve heard people say that as if that’s a protest thing to say. We’ve been properly brainwashed. The idiots think they’re clever. Cthulu will rise ftagn ftagn gnarr rlyehh cathrrass covfefe ftagn.
I’m off to bed.
AlBarclay 