I worked a full day today. 9 to 5. Setting up for the Sydney Writer’s Festival. Basically it involved moving several thousand books available for sale for the visiting authors who will be speaking. The books were in several hundred boxes. They had to be carried down two flights of stairs (which had to be taken at a jog two at a time so as maintain some rhythm) and arranged so as to be organised for display.
Again tomorrow, even longer, but less intense physical work.
It is like doing four consecutive gym sessions. Plus I rode there and back…
No fascinators???? How disappointing…..
your wish is my command, anonee mouse.
(“disappointing” oh dear, now i have teh performance anxiety)
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