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6th July, 2024
I’ve realised I don’t like alcohol anymore.
Madness. Who’d have thunk it?
Gone are the days when I eagerly looked forward to 4PM on a Friday so I can whisk by the local, get points of Guinness, get sloshed, chat shit, get banged, and go home.
Something has changed.
I suffered through two hand-pulled pints at home last night while watching the abysmally turgid Euros, and didn’t enjoy a single sip. Good development or bad? No idea. I’ve just gone off the idea of it altogether.
Anyway, heading to the shard today for a bit of sightseeing. The weather is gonna play spoilsport but it is what it is. And then down to Brixton for a bona fide African meal. Let’s see.
And back home again for the boring euros.
I’ll have to squeeze in a workout at some point too. In the red this week.
And start working on the big move to the new house, the master plan for the new book, watching reruns of Veep, and speak to our far flung families all over the world.
Woohoo.
Happy weekend!
