Music:"when children rule the world" - whistle down the wind - in my head
i had something in my head on the bus back, but it's gone now. it was going to be a journal entry. something along the lines of "...and broken spines of expensive books and sitting amongst them while they chatternotwork, and wanting to work and working aloneinagroup and wanting to kill them all or shout sense into them... and i wonder when i got so old..." and much more besides that, but now i realise it's utterly pretentious, so i won't bother.
i have the rocky photos. will scan them at some point either tonight, tomorrow, or friday. watch this space.
my knee is killing me. i'm beginning to think i may have broken it, or done some kind of lasting damage...