Nothing really achieved today, except that I walked all the way to the Sainsbury’s at Vauxhall and back again carrying groceries. Not sure whether that counts as an achievement, though obviously I did get some exercise out of it. The supermarket itself was particularly hellish – a place where people bring small children to scream in several languages. For example, you’d have been hard-pressed in London ten years ago to find a small child screaming in Russian, yet today, there she was. Ho hum. Other than that, I didn’t manage to reduce the list of Things I Really Ought to Do at all.