Pub in the Fens
I had supper with some business colleagues at a pub called the Three Tuns in Fen Drayton this evening. Unfortunately, that meant I could only drink orange juice, which I was thoroughly sick of by the end.
The highlight of the day was a haircut from the gorgeous Russell, who was mightily offended when I was unkind enough to remark on his expanding midriff. He's always pleasant to chat with - I shouldn't have been so horrid.
We've booked our "December theatre evening now". Fourteen of us for supper at Zilli Fish Too and then Stones in his Pockets at the Duke of York's. I think we even have a hotel sorted out now.
I can't break out of this dreadful spell of poor sleeping. it's gone on for well over a month now. I'm exhausted by 9 o'clock and manage to stay awake until 10:30. By 2-3am I'm awake again. Yuk.
Posted by nathan at November 6, 2002 11:41 PM
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