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[Feb. 26th, 2003|04:35 pm] |
| [ | Feeling |
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| [ | Reading |
| | Bad Blood, Lorna Sage | ] |
Tough day today. Nothing particularly bad about it, just feels like swimming through treacle. Difficult to get anything done.
One nice bit: met up with Lisa for lunch, which we ate sat on a bench in Finsbury Square overlooking the bowling green. No-one using it yet - too early in the year - but pleasant and peaceful all the same.
Almost finished the Lorna Sage memoir. Wish I could remember her better from when I was at the UEA and she was the Dean of the School of English and American Studies. What memories I have are coaxed out into a comment to an earlier entry, but they're frustratingly hazy. |
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