Got up with a terrible hangover, which is very odd as I don't remember actually drinking very much at all last night. Must just be the result of a very long day. Molly giving out about bringing strange men into the house and asking why I didn't introduce them. Thought she was asleep when I got back, I explained. Little memory of yesterday except for bar of now somewhat gooey soap left in pocket. Also lost button on trousers somehow, plus potato seems somewhat bruised if not a little mashed. Mysterious yet oddly familiar stain on shirt. Cat seems strangely distant this morning.
Tube station very busy. Almost got pushed off platform in front of train. Driver blew his whistle at me. Young man with a stick grabbed my arm and helped me get my balance back, so the loss of one of advertising's greatest minds was fortunately averted.
Posted by mpk at July 17, 2004 4:36 PM | TrackBack