He had the demeanour of a rent boy who hadn’t had a client since New Year’s eve

So walked the dogs and then finally did some cleaning (cleaners, whole different rant). Did some accounts stuff, but much more to do as it’s the end of the tax year. Walked into town, while doing so designed a complete financial planning spreadsheet in my head. This will give me the numbers I need so I know when I can retire.

Went to the Bristol Old Vic and saw ‘It’s a motherf**king pleasure’. Which was dark and very funny. It was all about ‘ablism’. Staged by two blind men (actually only one was blind as there was an understudy). Tomorrow there is more accounting to be done.

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