I started doing this diary in June, it's quite new. If you haven't been following have a look at the Cast of Characters which gives a quick low down on the essential day to day characters who are mentioned here...it will make more sense if you do.

Well, had a good sleep, surfaced around 11.00. Housing Benefit woman was here checking out the rooms so I stayed down my end of the house until she had gone. Took Lorna into work and then headed to town for 'a loaf of bread'...ok, and some other stuff too. Had just resolved to not go to the cafe and have lunch when I was yo'ed at from the other side of the street. Lisa came running over and said that I was just the person she wanted to see and did I have time for lunch. So we sat in the cafe and talked about flax, and about woad and hemp, she looking into growing organic flax and we might end up in some sort of a partnership with her doing the agricultural side of things and me doing the financial and marketing aspects. Nothing like a little business proposition to wake one up at lunchtime. One of these days though, I must surely get sick of eating egg and chips in the New Bridge Cafe....hasn't happened yet.

Back home and I managed to accomplish a few minor tasks, like soaking the beet for the horse and taking out the bins. Then I remembered Clare was coming to work on the gate and that the chuck key was missing from the drill so I was looking for that in my bedroom....don't ask, that's just the last place I had it....and the cat came upstairs and was giving me a right old lovely snuggle up on the bed and somehow we both fell asleep. I was woken by Clare calling on the phone to say she was coming soon, but had to go straight back to that bed....it was so very nice and comfortable you see, and I was still there when she arrived and had to just leave her to it again. I don't know what she thinks is going on...I'm not usually quite so unenergetic, I'd normally be out there helping her but....well, I dunno.

I very nearly had an early night. Went to switch the puter off about 11.30pm, only to have Dr. Norton tell me I had a problem on my hard drive...so next hour deddicated to seeing to that and then defragmenting the b*st*rd thing. Read for a while and tried to sleep but that wasn't happening. Then about 3.00am had a strange hallucination.....and, no I hadn't had LSD in my cocoa. I thought that the cat had brought a live bird into my room, I heard the flapping and the banging sounds as it hit the walls, and I felt the weight of it as it landed on the bed. I haven't had one of these hallucinations in ages, not since I've been clar of all the morphine etc., but what always seems to happen is that I get rooted to the spot and can't move. I wasn't even sure at the time if I was in reality or in hallucination but I thought if I could turn the light on I could see whether it was really happening, but I couldn't move for ages. Then I moved, but wasn't really in control and put my hand straight in the ash tray and fumbled about for ages before I found the light. When I did get it on, there was, obviously, no bird, no cat, no anything. I was in a cold sweat by then, so had to get up and go seek some freindly faces. Stopped in at LesbianSpace for a bit and though not up to talking much it was just nice to sit and read the innane drivelling....ooops I mean the sophisticated and intelligent conversation. Time to retry for some sleep.

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