An 8am Sunday morning work shift with a hangover.
OUCH.
Except it was really 8am, it was 7am, thanks to the BST bollocks.
OUCH OUCH.
Those @DeserterBlog boys have got a bloody lot to answer for.
Fuck. Those @deserterblog blokes are a bad influence #chinchin #dhfc
— Jason_Cobb (@Jason_Cobb) March 25, 2017
I bashed out the Buzz Dulwich match report, and then thought about killing the hangover.
The best cure is purification in the waters of Lake Brockwell.
I cycled through Brixton and then arrived at the lovely lido.
It was BLOODY BEAUTIFUL there this morning.
I could see from one end of the pool to the other underwater. The temperature was at the near perfect 9.7 degrees.
I planned to pull out after ten lengths, but pushed on for fourteen.
Various thawing Icicles had started to gather poolside for some South London sun worshipping. It’s a little too early in the season to call it, but yep - sunbathing did take place.
I disappeared to the steam room for some silly stretching.
The sauna was a little strange. Some old fella tried to give me a philosophy lesson. I get enough of that crap back in the bloody Estuary Wilds, thank you very much.
I towelled off, changed, and then had a brief flirtation with TK Maxx in Brixton.
I left empty handed.
Some refuelling in Sunny Stockwell, and then out went the shout of:
“To the Barbican!”
Blimey.
I’ve been wanting to go to the Conservatory for some time now. It is only open on Sundays. Time has been a little tight.
I cycled though a deserted City and did the photo thing. I then followed the Barbican Yellow Line to the Conservatory.
A photoshoot with a model was taking place. It all looked painfully serious.
Cheer up, luv.
I had business back in the flat. A complete clean of indoors and the windows.
My work pinging thing pinged me to let me know that I had some more shifts.
I listened a little to the England match. 606 was shite. I know that Robbie Savage is paid by the BBC to be a troll; but it’s unlistenable.
Sunday came to a close publishing the SW9 school content from Friday.
I’m back in SE17 in the morning - a school theatre trip is planned 🙂