A day spent largely on the phone and having visitors to discuss what went right and what went wrong during last weeks plays. I find it all a little frustrating as I want to move on with the next thing and not spend weeks contemplating my navel. However, it seems to be a tradition that cannot be broken. As ever in these situations, my work suffers as a result, and I felt under prepared for the session tonight. I needn't have worried, and all was well. The evening was spent realising I desperately needed an early night, and so I had one! Possibly the dullest blog entry ever, but that is the danger with writing every day. Perhaps every day is this dull and I am living in a dream world?
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