Day 201

Mum lent me her car again so I was able to drive to Haysend, listen to the radio and smoke.

At Haysend the chief beardy bloke asked if I'd care to do another week or two after Friday (when the lottery finishes). I immediately agreed - should keep the Workshop happy at least. Me too actually, it's not so bad except for back-ache and having to catch the bus.

Went into the town for dinner, rolls and cheese triangles this time. Ate in the car in the charity's car park while reading the Independent and listening to The World At One.