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August 30th, 2005

Sea air

I thought it was Bank Holiday blues, but now I think the reason I have spent the whole day yawning is because of the fresh, salty air I consumed yesterday. A drive to Ashford in Kent, to investigate the college that Jess is being interviewed by on Thursday, became a trip to Hythe and Dungeness to eat fish and chips and see Derek Jarman’s house and garden. This is exactly what Jay did on her long weekend, but I have no shame in plagiarising other peoples’ leisure activities.

Not that impressed by the few spiky plants and reclaimed bits of wire and wood that had been sold to me as the greatest garden this side of Eden. Maybe it’s a male thing? Maybe I just don’t ‘get’ it? Maybe it’s a deep seated resentment for a man pretentious enough to create a film of one frame of blue? Power station looked cool though.

With the fish and chips still sitting fairly heavy on my stomach, ’twas back home for a good, sturdy Chicken Shashlick at the local curry house. Maybe the tiredness is from overeating?

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