Finished work 45 mins later than I intended. And this is the quiet night of the week.

People are judging when we should be pulling together; not pulling apart. I'll love you forever. Simple, weak minded people will listen to anything that's told to them. You have to stand up for what you believe in. Responsibility is like when Sangakkara scores five centuries in a row. Balance and talent. When you're in rhythm; if there's something you don't buy into you'll know soon enough. All components linked.

Slightly tiring but productive Bank Holiday. See some of the big playoff final. More fist pumpedness today.

You know when you wake up bleary eyed, put the computer on..and don't comprehend what you're reading. Manchester Arena; 22 dead..kids. I had a trade show to go to and you don't feel like it; but this was the only window. The train from Wandsworth Common to Kensington Olympia wasn't so busy. On the way back 10 min delay; Southern trains get people sacked.
For supper after work, didn't have lunch, had a blue, rare steak..Moo city with a Monster. Tomorrow night see the Europa League final with Scotty; his insightful analysis. Utd better win for Manchester. Think Roger Moore saw the shit from Manchester Arena and felt whacked. The Saint reminded me of my childhood.
London is a toilet, shithole. Heard about masked men..nicking a phone? Everyone has a phone. When you make phones cheaper they become less valuable. I know it's insured but that's not the point.

I'm a run mercenary; running with different clubs. Felt so good after last night; this lunchtime less so after chicken and chips and two fizzy drinks. Don't lose sight of what's normal. Why you would feel bad for no reason. See how you feel in the morning. Aspire to the best.

Still disappointed with the BBC for trying to promote a discussion that wasn't needed rather than keep Masterchef a straight cooking programme. Life does try to polarise.

Putting the umph in triumphant

Going to a memorial dinner tonight with nice Aidan; tomorrow'll be the gym. Yesterday hit the buffers; went to the end of the line Upminster. Essex offers a slower pace to the rushing around energy of big smoko London. I was there in a Palace top; the team having avoided the dreaded drop and the locals loved it. On my return went to the edge that is Brick Lane. Then the Cat Emporium.

Saturday; was at the Globe for Nell Gwynne. Only my second time there; you can feel Shakespearean magic reverberating. We were at standing level near the stage so you have this interfacing with the cast. The lead character's loyalty was to behold.  It was the last performance of the run and the director gave a thanks at the end for the support. You supply a fizzing play and we'll be there.

Friday thoughts

I knew Saleha would win Masterchef when the best two were Alison and Steve so I boycotted it; i made Chicken Dijonnaise and katchumba salad, listened to Chelsea win the title. I won't be watching it again. Life is a meritocracy; we can't promote the mundane. If we are successful it's because we've earned it. Working hard, work smarter.
Wed morning i saw that Robert Miles was trending; i thought why..when i saw that he'd died i said 'fxxk off' but as soon as you hear the first note of Children you shed a tear. His videos are magical; three nights in a row listening to his music.
Didn't go out tonight or last night. Redefine your tastes, preferences. Expand your experiences.

Just when it was going good the shit raises the water table again. My affiliation to a circus group; with freak, chimp is not dependent on how I get on with certain personnel. I will not be judged in this scenario. Note to others; don't turn up tired or you'll find yourself in a manipulative situation. Thankfully a force extricates you from there. It's a challenge;  a blip in a now smoother road..20's plenty (mph)