Moving moment
Posted: 19 May 2004, 22:31
I still think estate agents deserve lingering death, but those who remember my earlier rant will be apathetic to learn that I now have a date to take possession of my new bijou boudoir on the outskirts of sunny Southend. Next Thursday is the big day, as another tranche of adult life drags itself irrevocably into my world.
And it means the start of a great week. I have to produce an 8-page play-off final supplement for Friday's paper (despite my team not being there ), go to Cardiff to cover said game on Saturday, fill another six pages for Monday (all to be done by Sunday night because of the Bank Holiday) then have a slight breather.
The boss is away Tues, Weds, Thurs so I have to go to work, and Friday morning I'm flying to Moscow.
Busier than a busy thing in the middle of a uniquely busy schedule. I need something calming. Like a coma
And it means the start of a great week. I have to produce an 8-page play-off final supplement for Friday's paper (despite my team not being there ), go to Cardiff to cover said game on Saturday, fill another six pages for Monday (all to be done by Sunday night because of the Bank Holiday) then have a slight breather.
The boss is away Tues, Weds, Thurs so I have to go to work, and Friday morning I'm flying to Moscow.
Busier than a busy thing in the middle of a uniquely busy schedule. I need something calming. Like a coma