I need to choose a direction to combat my restlessness. According to the Rejuvenation Special in last week's Sunday Times it's only by deciding what my priorities are that I can discover a sense of purpose. So far so feng shui but the trouble is my priorities are not necessarily aligned or compatible with Dolores.
I have a touch of the Mean Reds and I need to find my Tiffany's. Does H Samuel count? I think not. I believe a trip northwards called for, if she'll allow it. I need somewhere to think and plan away from the clutter of everyday being. I love the sea, it always has a calming influence despite the wild ruggedness of the Northumbrian coastline.
And if that doesn't work I'll get rat arsed.
Katy
(Where do you go when you have the mean Reds?)
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