Monday, January 22, 2007

 

Crying at civil servants

In the best of all possible worlds, the act of ordering a new passport shouldn't involve having to cry at any civil servants. But it was all going very well, I'd been awake since 0430, and I'm clearly not well. What a nice man: God bless him for giving me the benefit of the doubt (despite my rector not having filled in part of the form correctly - which I should have checked).

Phoned home, cried. Tube, train, car home. Slept.

OK, so I haven't _really_ taken it easy enough. Will try now. Need to listen to:

  1. medical opinion
  2. Catherine
  3. friends
  4. family
  5. my body
  6. even God.
You live and learn.

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