Bank Holiday

Worked with kids today. They're more entertaining than us
'Why aren't teddy bears hungry?'
'Because they're stuffed'.
The imagination, ideas..loved it; made the day rewarding. They are the stars of tomorrow; it's through their eyes. And the Bank Hol pay rate was bumper enough; nearly three times my normal work rate #wrongjob. We were able to have sunbreaks. Getting there took the Overground and Jubilee Line from Clapham High St- West Ham via Canada Water and then one stop from there. SW-SE-E. Lon. The Northern Line extension vision; from Kennington- Nine Elms and Battersea..people will use it. A lift back to Clapham South.
Yesterday went to the Royal Oak, Vauxhall for Irish sport. Yes the bullshit was flying; an even bigger posse next time..Mick knows how to sell a social idea. It was a great group; there was complimentary roast to have with the Guinness. An English place would never do that. Didn't want to struggle with Guin so you wake up in the morning hoping you haven't offended anyone online. No Bank Hol booz.
I've had personal disappointments; I accept the blame. I'll find excellent ways to bounce back, get better. Let pain produce quality, credibility.
Grew up with Gene Wilder; our heroes are dying. I feel especially sad when the funny guys go; Rik Mayall, Robin Williams.