1st August – Two people in my house eat apples every day. One likes Pink Lady, the other likes Gala. Whichever type is in the fridge, someone’s not happy. If I buy Fuji or Red Delicious, no one eats them.
2nd August – The mother who wanted to get her daughter ‘moving forward’ (see my unusual thing of 27th July) forgot to send her daughter to me for her first lesson. She was flat out, she said, and simply forgot. Too busy moving forward.
3rd August – Some new face cream I bought says it ‘Prolongs youthful appearance with age-defying AHA’s’. Aha!
4th August – At the local café there are two widescreen TVs on the walls of a small space, both set to a sporting match, not the same one, and loudish rock music plays through the sound system.
5th August – Watched The Diary of Anne Frank. (I’ve never been able to get through the book.) I learnt that she wrote prolifically in her diary because she wanted to be a writer. Indeed, she unwittingly became one.
