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I'm waiting for Chris V to come over and talk website with me. In the mean time, I thought I'd get on with my craft project for Mothering Sunday (this weekend, folks) which is all the more important since I'm not going to be home for it (Herefordshire with Robert, arranged before I realised). Over the weekend, I dashed into Hobbycraft in Reading and bought some bits and pieces, including a small papier-mache 'pot-pourri box' which I intend to decorate and paint and then post home. It's just a box, basically, with decorative holes in the ld, but I can make it look good. Or I could, IfI had the lid. I think it's fallen out in the boot of Robert's car. I am unduly distressed by this and really not sure how the hell to manage getting it done and sent in time, because I pretty much cannot see Robert till Friday, what with all the stuff we have on. The only chance is Wednesday night, and by then I oldn't post it till Thursday afternoon, and since it's a parcel I think that would take too long (anyone good at postage times, Oxford to London?)

I could go over to Reading myself, maybe tonight (which is EC band practice night, but I could interrupt brifly to get his car keys). Except that I have no money, and really just can't afford another 7 quid or whatever the return fare costs with a YP railcard. Might have to though. Aaaargh.

Sorry. I needed to rant in order to express my frustration with myself, with being rushed around at various point over the weekend (nont of it Robert's fault) and feeling stupid, disorganised and faintly got at.