We managed to spend another blissful morning in bed reading papers (Electronic ones) and reading books (Electronic ones) and drinking coffee (Instant). I like mornings like that, but again, the guilt has crept in. In the afternoon, I managed to get a bit more done, and at least felt like the weekend hadn't been completely wasted, but then my mood was not improved by Spurs losing again. I really shouldn't let it annoy me, but it does. A family meal and another episode of Homeland, and off up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire, in Bedfordshire.
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