January 4th, 2010


Back on the horse.

Chapter 25 of Grass King revised (and the opening rewritten). Downhill from here, I hope.
The marquis set off for the US today. He was due to fly at 15.00 hours: he rang about 17.15 hours to say they were just boarding. All was smooth until the gate, apparently, when everyone had to be body-searched, along with their carry-on. He's bored now. I just hope the rest of his flight goes well.

Skirt of the day: black flouncey.
My shoulders are out of practice with typing. Ouch.