Day 1821

Labour's unadjusted lead back to 24 points, which was nice to hear. Dreamt I saw a Grand National tip on telly saying 'Pick the Rabbit' - closest match was Buckfast Bounce.

M rang up at 8.10 to say come to the Dog & Gun, the new restaurant-pub south of Much Village. Had a jolly conversation, M getting so intimate as to insult me for wearing white trainers with jeans 'like a computer nerd'.

At closing time overheard a bloke at the next table talking about late customers at his shop. Reminded me of the woman who is a Queen when she pushes the trolley and a serf when she sits at the till, also of the society in Big Planet where everyone spends 5/6ths of the time playing servants to the 1/6th of the population whose turn it is to be aristocrats.

Made our pissed way back to theirs and watched ep 1 of The Prisoner. Rode home by midnight. So: 'The weekend is back'.