Day 252: Dirty Rich Tea

Shazz and Jude workin it

Nothing is the same as it was before. Everything is in the course of a big change. Already. Wow. 


I spoke to lovely Shazz Andrew today. She pleased me greatly with some gentle, warm wisdom. I'm sorry she wasn't nearer (on the phone, from Cornwall). If she had been, I'd have licked that girl up the side of the face and no mistake. Yes I would. Here you go, love. Have a virtual cheek-lap. And a photo that shows both of us at our best. 

The inflamed toe of Great Britain

That wasn't the only Cornwall hit of the day. I had a flow-faced meeting with Rob and Dave and Jinni (Dave is the Cornwall). I've hardly ever seen Rob and Dave in action in such a context before, if ever, and I was deeply pleased by the whole thing. We all of us had good, interesting, different things to say and it seemed like an exciting new dynamic. Nice. 


Good stuff on the Beec from. Berry goo staff. News ob the posseebul employmem, she eemeenem, hopeen. And I get to see her next week. Yes! Full of love for my good friends Esther Lilley, Pudding, Rob, and my new acquaintance, Sandy. She was just so full of stories and pleasing things. Inspiring. 

Get your massive hand off me

And this morning, my great pleasure was to be insulted in the face by Luke from The Hub. Like with a repeated 'Fuck you'. Just for smiling at him in the morning in Pret a Manger. It really made me laugh. I realise I have trouble with so many names at The Hub. I had the pleasure of sitting opposite Rob Reason (nobody forgets that name) and lovely Alex (?). I've known him by face for months and he's one of those people that I always mean to talk to and then don't really. The familiarity of our faces made it easy to just get on like we'd all known each other for years. We laughed a good whack and talked about biscuits. I enjoyed that a lot. Not as much as being told to fuck off, though. Nowhere near as much. That was almost as good as a punch in the face. Almost. Nothing's quite as good as that.