(diaryland) October 01, 2008 - 11:42 a.m.

I just said, "Shoosh, darling, shoosh," to a hissing teabag in a newly poured cup of tea as I was coming out of the kitchen. I hope Raymond didn't hear.

Some guy gave us an incomprehensible visual description of what he wants for an extension to an existing shop and office. It is both plan and elevation, simultaneously. I have no idea what is going on. This guy should become a cubist. He'd make a fortune.

I just got a phone call. It seems I have to get some work done now.

Goodbye.