Grateful for a swim, a long walk with Ruth, a chance to see Marghie and to meet Peter, who speaks Spanish and French and was a very nice old gentleman. Such a beautiful day, full of sun and rain, light and green (the delicate, fresh greens of young leaves).
Ruth really made me laugh with the way she said 'Look at the rape!' with such glee. It's entirely inappropriate, I'm sure, to find that so funny, but it was. It was so jolly in the sun. It was so not meant that way.
A lovely lunch with Ruth, an early celebration of her birthday. And a pudding. Oh.
An impro session with lots of new people, and one person I know. It was fun, and so good to play. And now the chance to sleeeeep. For Britain. Until quite early tomorrow. Can't Wait.

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