11 January 1988
27 years old
Living in London
Working on The Perfect Murder promo booklet. Pretty happy with it and things at work in general. Nice job, full colour.
In the evening we had a very interesting [housing] co-op meeting. Tony H has been working out the rent [£10 a week] very differently to what all the rest of us imagined. Very hectic. Tom turned up with Specks [the dog] much to my surprise. When we got to the pub he sat near me and we chatted most of the night. He’s so cute, he was imitating me and laughing in quite an affectionate way. I know he’s not that keen on me, but perhaps he likes me a bit. I mentioned I’d be interested in going to the dogs. He may call on Saturday.
At home the household had tea and Dutch biscuits and chatted. Simon told me I smelt and no one liked me, etc. I laughed; he also told me of a dream of his with me in it. Went to bed quite happy. I’m very fond of this lot, ie my flatmates (Bruce very attentive).