Why This Is Hell

Walking down T Road and a woman in her forties said to me, "I had no idea any of this existed" and laughed manically.

Tested camera on wall - picture of the site of Albatross House.

Dropped cards into work - took an hour.

Went to farmers' market and spent £45 on cheese (this is the real shit) with and £8 on chorizo with Patrick. 

Bought bacon bap from van - delayed by (homeless?) woman who was failing to pay, then failing to find her purse (she'd got it out already).

Charity shopping. Nada.

Boots for prescription. Tesco for remains of food shop. Need crackers, though. And something else. I forget. I couple more cards.

Listening in to discussion on Pratchett book: Mr Discworld Monthly remains unconvinced. C'est le vie. http://www.discworldstamps.co.uk/forum/viewtopic.php?t=10560&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0&sid=6edbaefd7475f22bf5239f1dc6ef9a8f