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Had this odd dream a few days ago that one of my dad's Koi carp had died and was being blown about the garden like that plastic bag in "American Beauty", except this was creepy.

Day off today. Spent it in bed with two cats making presents and cards for people. Eventually I crawled down to the gym only to find that the pool was closed for the day. I'd even summed up the courage to put my swimming costume on and wandered through the fog.

I almost took a wander down to Wexham Park Hospital so see what was going on with Ozzy and the hoards of press, but thought that a nice cup of tea and a warm radiator was preferable.

Hils hasn't filled in my questionnaire. I'm going to go and poke her.

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Apologies to anyone I drunkenly emailed on Monday night. Or maybe I didn't email you at all, but deleted yours. I'm sure there were more e-mails in the inbox on Monday than there are today.