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Thursday 21st Jul 2005
 
An entire day of relative normality. What a vacuous sentence (the previous one; not this one). Anyway . . . today, after a strange night's sleep ("Erm . . . what's this baby thing doing between us, M****? M****? M****!"), I went to work and had my first full day at work since, erm . . . well, since last Wednesday, I guess. There won't be another of those for about two weeks.
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And, erm, but it was the wrong size. So, after work, I hurried around Marks and Spencer's for dinner food and then cycled up to Leeds University to see this person about, erm . . . some post-graduate psychology student doing a study into walking, eating, well-being . . . blah, blah, blah. She measured my height, my weight . . . some other stuff. Gave me a questionnaire and a pedometer. All fine. And then off back home, getting there about 18:10, not long before Gav and Clo arrived with champagne glasses and champagne, of course. Gav took those first two photos up there. In those group of three pictures above, there is something rare: A****** and Archibald asleep at the same time.
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Yeah, they said something about small lungs lying on their side. Presumably with an accompanying cardio-vascular system. Hello? Oh, and these are some pictures of me lying next to young A****** (people keep saying we look very alike?!). Did something else happen today? Erm . . . well, things happened yesterday that you haven't bothered writing about. Hmmmmm. Okay.
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