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Friday 12th January 2001
Not really much of a day to be honest. I tried getting started on the ordering system and got a significant proportion of the foundation-work done so it wasn't a wasted day. However, constant interruptions (another interview candidate) and lots of other things people wanted me to do ended up with me actually getting little of the mechanics done. Ah well. Chatted with my solicitor in the afternoon to be re-assured all's going well. Rah! Granby in the evening for a bit of a chill, and an extraordinary amount of Scooch. It was amusing coming back to it given none of the faces have changed and it's still full of the precious ones. Bless. The conversation this week ascended to the giddy heights of which B lists they'd "had." Bumped into Graham who I haven't seen for ages. He's still as lovely as ever but I thought he wasn't talking to me. Obviously he is though as I ended up giving him a lift home and sitting watching MTV and The Box and drinking caffeine until some ridiculous time in the morning. Saved D from some horrible scratchy old man who was drinking champagne and offering glasses out to random people. I did ask what he was celebrating but it wasn't a celebration drink, apparently. Classy, then. That was probably the best welcome back that West Berkshire could muster. It was enjoyable and the company was pleasant but it's depressing nonetheless. | |||
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