Day 222: Venomous?

These are venomous, apparently

I found a penny at the bottom of an escalator. Pointless glee. There was nobody else near. I had time to scoop it without causing an escalator pile-up.


Today, another first. In a cubicle in the ladies' toilet of a medical centre with a conference facility, on the sanitary towel disposal unit, still showing the remains of its contents, an empty burger box. Who? Who would do that? Oh, I haven't quite finished... I'll just take it in. What? Still, it pleased me greatly, that. Very much so. 

Never do cocaine

I swam with Emily Cuphead. It was a blissful, gentle morning. 20 degrees, the water itself. Slightly colder in the air, but not enough to make a steam. Achy bones today. Not sure why.


I had the pleasure of Jerry Lindop again today, making faces and committing foolish acts behind the sets before I go on, doing spoof voiceovers, charming the delegates and the trainers and making everyone laugh. Loving his work.


I didn't lose my phone. A small thankful thing, not losing that, but I thought I had, see. I thought I'd left it at the pond. I hadn't. But it could have so easily been so. I'd left it on the windowsill by the front door, before I left the house. Once again, the gratification of something annoying not being true is not to be underestimated.

OOOH... scared.

Tomorrow, I must buy a suit jacket, smart pants and another smart shirt. From charity shops. Exciting.