I went down to train at Meadowbank which was okay but Paul was
away so I didn’t hang about in the afternoon. In the evening I enjoyed a good
Peter Sellers film - what a character he is.
Late on there was a few of us out
smoking. Paul’s back and came up to see me. What a brilliant laugh we had; in
the early hours of the morning we splattered Dougie’s van with half a dozen
eggs. I’m not quite sure what brought that on; in some ways we’re a bad
influence on each other as well as a good one. We were on red alert as Dougie’s
bedroom and balcony is directly above where he parks the car. We’re going to
get up early to watch his reaction from the kitchen window.
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