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I got a couple of hours of editing done yesterday, but entirely expectedly I didn't get back from the pub until closing. I ended up drinking with N as he was waiting to go out and would have been in no fit state. I ran out of money but at that point I did what I swore I'd never do: asked for a slate.

It's a slippery road.

Better pay up tonight. And try to get out of there quickly.

Yeah, right.

Editing on manuscript: