Day of industry. I will finish my, soon to be started, homework which should not be confused with my soon to be started housework, and crack on with that chair I am busily patchworking. My homework is a bit pointless but I will do it in order to get good marks on my Confectionery correspondence course. I have a sneaking suspicion this course is run by a couple of daft bints like me and Designer Susan from their kitchen table and I am the first person to sign up. I can imagine them going "Oh my goodness, someone has actually signed up for the course and sent us a cheque. We'd better devise something, quick, what can we think of to make her do?" Then when I send back my efforts they go "We didn't think she'd actually do it."
To kick off my day of industry I swam a mile - literally. I did an hour's swimming which has made me rather tired so perhaps I will postpone the industry for a bit. Mmmm another day of lounging around - oh goody. I got caught by Mr Smith yesterday afternoon doing the crossword in front of the afternoon film. He was in the area so thought he'd carry out a spot check. Very alarming it was indeed and I missed a big chunk of my intellectually stimulating film - Carry on Regardless. Sid James was running an employment agency and ... oh well, you can guess the rest.
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