08.15 Life in the country is different. A testament to that is that Graham and I - historically slugabeds, who would not rise before noon if we could help it - get up bright and early each day, but today is taking it to extremes. I was up and out of bed by eight, and now - twenty past - I am making the old man a cup of tea, before (if everything goes to plan) starting work at nine! I have a full programme to get on with today. I have done absolutely damn all to Tropical World despite Simon wanting it started last week, and I have tons of CFZ stuff to do. Add to that a certain amount of domesticity to be indulged in (Corinna is coming down this weekend and I don't want the place to look like a tip), and one will be aware that I have a full programme ahead of me for the next few hours....
08.45 Memo to self: don't wake Dad up early because you want to have an early start in the office. Despite protestations to the contrary, he is a creature of habit and has got used to not being disturbed before nine! The post has come: a music video for John Fuller, a pile of Pink Floyd bootlegs for me, and an order for two more copies of Dad's book, together with a cheque for eighteen quid. Not a bad start to the day!
10.45 Successfully achieved practically nothing so far. I am seeing the accountant at 11 (something I forgot completely) so I have assembled a trenche of bills and accounts for him. I have also done most of my post, tinkered with my guitar, and stared out of the window a lot. Maybe getting out of bed early isn't a good idea....
19.15 And I thought that it was such a good idea :( I was intending to log on every hour or so and give an update of what I assumed would be an ordinary day at the CFZ. But of course it wasn't any such thing. A whole slew of dull, un-newsworthy things happened, and Graham has spent the afternoon in Exeter collecting the master copies of all the old CFZ yearbooks. So, another bright idea bites the dust.
