Why This Is Hell

A frustrating and then pleasing day. Some writing achieved, some reading done - though not as much as hoped - and I had to decide whether to go for a coffee or the pub before catching a bus to the Carbuncle. Since there were rumours of waistcoats in the YMCA I went there - only to find it's closed down. I popped into the Children's Society Shop, only to find a DVD with the film on that I'd ordered an hour earlier. At least the one I ordered was cheaper, but this had three more films on it. I would imagine them all turkeys. Then to Bux to work and read - and I ordered the wrong coffee. Still, good typing, another couple of books ordered, and some useful research. I went for the bus and missed the one I wanted by 30 seconds. More work in the cafe and then Bring Me Sunshine, a one man show about Eric Morecambe. Brilliant, funny and sad, with a ventriloquist's dummy as Ernie Wise.

( LVII: E.L. Doctorow, Ragtime (1975) )