Dear Bertram.

[whatho]

I listened to music today in a way I haven't done in years, as in behind a door and doing absolutely nothing else and for about two hours, and sometimes the same song over and over again like I used to when I knew my handful of audio tapes well enough that I could rewind precisely back to the beginning of a particular song without the aid of a counter. I should not love Bertie this much, but he's like the magic CD that never existed but contained all of the songs I wanted in one place. I am however wasting the battery.

Also I ate cake today and then had a plum for tea. I have somehow become unaccostomed to cake. And I wrote an unfortunate ending for another character. One day I might write an original character who doesn't just die at the end of the story.

I have no other news. Probably you can blame Bertie. Actually I think this is the dullest post I've ever made and should instead have done the one where I say Penelope Cruz looks very much like a dik-dik, and I mean that in a nice way because dik-diks are very pretty. They just keep their nostrils quite close to their mouths.

I am continually astonished that Hugh Laurie has become a US TV superstar. I think about this quite a lot because he's in my icon. It occurred to me today that I watch Jeeves and Wooster considerably less than I used to, possibly because I'd spend the entire episode chuckling and saying 'well, well' and being astonished. But I wonder if he shall ever come back and be comical.

I go to BBC 2 now.