June 11th – I’ve got no deeds to do, no promises to keep.

She’s a bit like me in that respect, in that she thinks that all offices are sub-branches of a nationally sponsored insane asylum.

26th March – And I ain’t seen the sunshine since I don’t know when.

The young people in the street are constantly in and out on their bikes, and their parents are hanging out and sitting on their garden walls talking to each other, like it’s the 1970s.