Woke at 0800. Brought tea back to bed. Got up and porridged. Did my exercises whilst watching Trump v Williams in the last of the snooker semifinals. Message from our director to say I wasn’t needed this afternoon. Made myself some lunch. Rehearsed some songs and tunes from Moby Dick. Read some Dickens. Early dinner…ready meal…good quality lasagna, accompanied by plenty of vegetables. Walked to Stoke Newington. Stopped off at Rasa on Church Street to buy popadoms and paratha to take to Maggie’s tomorrow. Rocked up at The Tower to watch “Flare Path”, a dated Rattigan play set during the Battle of Britain. The romantic leads were good, but it was a dull theatrical experience. Caught a No.106 bus home. Didn’t get to speak to Aki as she had opted for an early night following a full day’s rowing…
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