September 14. Tuesday. I’m not in work. It’s a damp and drizzly day. I meet Beth for a walk in the morning; it is raining and we do a quick lap of Endcliffe Park before heading up to Marmaduke’s to drink a coffee. I get an essay telling me that an essay I wrote in May has been accepted by a publication; I had forgotten about the submission but it’s nice…
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