Spend the morning not being able to write a CV. This is a continuation of my ongoing not-writing-CV practise which streams back into prehistory. Whether having a bad one is worse than not having one at all, I don’t know. Anyway, there’s a lot of self-aggrandising stuff that appears to be necessary, that I can’t really do. If that’s not too self-aggrandising a thing to say.
Also spend time not being able to do a portfolio site for myself. There seems to be a theme developing here.
Afternoon and evening working on websites, getting them almost but not quite finished.
Sausage and chips for dinner, although very nice plum-centric sausages from Borough Market.
After dinner – Viscount biscuits and dither.