11.20 p.m. Dunnit. Off to postssbox now.
11.30 p.m. Backinfla. Blurry tree. I know. Wllget scissors.
Midnight. Yurs. Berrer. Oof. Sleepynow. Oops. Tumbled
over.
Tuesday 16 December
9st 12, alcohol units 6, cigarettes 45, calories 5,732, chocolate tree decorations 132, cards sent - oh God, hell, beelzebub and all his sub-poltergeists.
8.30 a.m. Bit confused. Has just taken an hour and seven minutes to get dressed and am still not dressed, having realized there is splodge on front of skirt.
8.45 a.m. Have got skirt off now. Will put grey one on instead, but where the fuck is it? Oof. Head hurts. Right, am not going to drink again for ... Oh, maybe skirt is in living room.
9 a.m. In living room now, but everything is such a mess. Think will have some toast. Cigarettes are evil poison.
9.15 a.m. Gaah! Have just seen tree.
9.30 a.m. Gaah! Gaah! Have just found card that got missed. This is what says:
Happy Christmas to my dearest, dearest Ken. I have so appreciated all your kindness this year. You are a wonderful, wonderful person, so strong, and clear-sighted and good with figures. Although we have had our ups and downs, it is so important not to hold on to resentment if one is to grow. I feel very close to you now, both as a professional, and as a man. With real love,
Bridget
Who is Ken? Gaaah! Ken is accountant. Have only met him once and then we had row about sending my VAT in late. Oh my God. Must find list.
Gaaah! As well as Jude, Shazzer, Magda, Tom etc. list includes:
The Assistant to the British Consul, Bangkok The British Ambassador to Thailand
Rt Hon. Sir Hugo Boynton Admiral Darcy
DI Kirby
Colin Firth
Richard Finch
The Foreign Secretary
Jed
Michael at the Independent
Grant D. Pike
Tony Blair
Cards are at large in the world and do not know what have put in them.
Wednesday 17 December
No feedback from cards. Maybe the others were fine actually and Ken's was throwback freak.
Thursday 18 December
9.30 a.m. Was just on way out when phone rang. "Bridget, it's Gary!"