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Am watching the Snooker at the moment, being relatively impressed with Trump and Maguire, Maguire is making a valiant attempt to even the score but I'm quite certain it would be for the best for Trump to win- Maguire seems v. shaky in performance and if he ended up in front of the Rocket O'Sullivan the final would be a walkover rather than a game. That said, Trump has made a couple of blinders too so we'll see. Perhaps I just like Trump more because he's a leftie.

Library job was good but OH SO COLD. I didn't pick out any books for me knowing I have a goodly stack at home but got three out for Nanny and one for Mum. Got a haircut too so my hair feels so much lighter it's all very good. Zog and our little Blue Flower popped round too. She still isn't walking yet but she's scooting about a lot quicker and loves playing with the russian wooden dolls and, weirdly, washing baskets.

Feeling very tired and drained this evening which isn't good- dammit brain, why aren't you around when I need you?- so am mostly vegging with one eye on the snooker and the other on the Stephen Fry book. Now that I'm not rushing to try and get it back I'm going a bit slower on it, allowing myself to savour it a little more.