7-2-2002
Zozo ill, tummy aches, diarrhoea
Both at home. Day in. Mostly in their bedroom. Get them going on cutting things out for their scrapbooks and Age of Empires.
Transcribing Diary entries
I find I can transcribe journal entries into the Psion and watch them. I can stop and take it up at any time. I have blue spot stickers to put on the corner of the pages I cover. I covered all of April 1987 this way; it included a ski trip to La Plagne with Richard and P and led to a swift affair with Suzi. At the time, I was living with Jerry in London, having an affair with Heather and having fantasies about Eleanor Armstrong. What a triple-timing arse I was! I wasn’t paying close attention to them. The children ‘clean’ the bathroom and use up a lot of expensive massage and aromatherapy oils. Darlingest is fed up. I take them out to shops to get fish and chips.
It is 5.45. They want ice creams; there are none in Safeway’s
The current account must be overdrawn, as I couldn’t take out any cash; that’ll be a fine. The kids climb into the Photobooth and declare that they went on a great adventure.
I’m highly stressed out by the kids’ determination to allude to going to bed
I cop out with some Scrumpy Jack and take time to load entries into the PC and into Diaryland. Darlingest joins me (as does TBT for a while). I stay up till Midnight loading entries. Having been caught with the cider, I drink the lot; I would have kept half in the garage. Darlingest knowing kind of permitted me. I am sad at my failure.
On Diaryland, Darlingest says she doesn’t want people reading about our ‘sad lives’. I hadn’t looked at it like that.
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