These Buenos from the rents where such a bad idea. They're so good.

Got up at 7.55 to go to the prayer meeting... got there at 8.25. I'm pretty proud of that. I did nearly faint from getting up and literally running, not eating breakfast and cycling as fast as I could. S'all cool.

I came back determined to do this essay. Hummm. I got some bullet points down?! I did read 'The freedom of self-forgetfulness' instead, which I've been meaning to read for ages. You should read it, it's good and only takes half an hour. But mainly I watched some Nashville. I'm blaming Rosie and Emma for this. I thought I wouldn't get into it... massive mistake.