The car is awash with water: I paddle as I drive and the lights won't go off. Am I stuck here in Docklands, I wonder? My office is full of Christmas clementines, dried and shrivelled, plus two forks.
In the peace of my office (the students aren't back yet), I sit and collect the scattered brain cells and Important Papers, looking at this screen through rested spectacles.
Yum yum- tha canteen! Half an hour to chips for lunch.
Not bad, not bad.
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