Girlfriend in a coma I know, I know it's serious.
What a hot day. I know it's going to be a struggle. I am sure I shall feel like one of those victorian ladies who are journeying to the centre of the earth with a mad scientist. By the end of the day my hair will be dishevelled, my white starched shirt frayed at the edges and I'll have a smudge of mud on my chops. Got time for an adventure? I am sure today like every other day I will encounter perculiar monsters .
Heard one of my favourite sounds this morning - a man hammering - it floated into my open window as I took a deep breath and zipped up my trousers. There is nothing I like more than the sound of toil on a sunny morning. It makes me feel like I live in a medieval village and someone is mending their thatch.
Hope this weather holds for the weekend, I intend to take the boat trip round to Beachy head.
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