21 MONDAY.
8.40.AM. Grey sky, very windy. Rain during the night. Good sleep. Dreamt... We were on holiday with Anne,Colin and their children. Shopping in a supermarket together. I was pushing a heavy shopping trolley that Edward had piled high with food items. On the way to pay at the till I was surreptitiously removing items Then we were at the harbour as part of a crowd assembled to pose for an aerial photo shoot. As the camera's were flown in over our heads the ladies had to bear their naked breasts laying down as if they had been shot by war helicopters it was great fun... Last day for workmen repairing the flat roof of Edwards studio. They have installed a square glass dome to introduce more daylight and keep rain water at bay. Edward is cough and sneezing loudly. Bed at 10.45 PM. I drank three glass's of my birthday champagne and slept most of the evening in front of the television. I feel dreadful and look drained with eye bags. I developed a sharp pain in my right hip and thigh after House Group Ladies meeting this afternoon and was forced to swallow two pains killers. I feel quite doped up.
angels by Edward Stephens
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