9:45 – We get up. Strangely there’s been no supermarket-related phone call this morning. Breakfast.
I do website bits and H does the recycling. Outside the cleaner vacuums the stairs, the first time he’s done so since July. Sadly, he charges for cleaning once a fortnight.
At 15:30, having successfully got my site to list the tracks in a particular album, to play them via a flash player if one button is clicked or download them if another button is clicked, I go out for a run.
Lovely weather – slightly chill, but sunny. I run up along the river to Battersea Bridge, then across the bridge and back along the north bank. About halfway between Battersea and Vauxhall bridges I have a tremendous sense of clarity and balance, though as soon as I’ve noticed it it disperses and is difficult to get back. I’m sure it’s hyperventilation, although I’m not actually hyperventilating. Anyway, something similar strikes crossing Lambeth Bridge. It feels like a cruder form of energy has been burned off allowing a finer form of energy to flow, but what is that supposed to mean, eh?
There are a lot of Tibetans around. I suppose there’s been a protest or a celebration somewhere. Sometimes it’s difficult to tell.
Back at the flat I solve a final riddle re my website, then have a shower, then have tea and biscuits, then do some more bits. I knock together an ambient thing in Logic and have it looping as I”m working.
Haru makes Japanese food for dinner. Then we watch some TV (programme about Superman, programme about Stephen Fry), then we plan next week and then we have our monthly toast. Didn’t September go quickly?