Flat out.

I feel really knackered and yet strangely satisfied. I'm at Uni and earning nothing and the last loan I had is about to run out, but I went to lectures today in Russell Square and Gordon Square and was aware of the awesome pedigree surrounding me. On almost every building there are blue plaques. Christina Rossettii lived down the road, Keynes, Virginia Wolfe, Lyton Stracey and the whole Bloomsbury Set lived and worked in the buildings I'm now studying in. It's quite effecting. I see a job for an Associate Producer. It's part-time till August, then full time at the Edinburgh festival, for a play about the Monty Python team. Perfect. I apply with not much hope. x