Twitter weekly updates for 2009-08-03

Sunday, August 2nd, 2009

  • It's 3am and I wish it wasn't, but lumps of the story I have to write by the end of the week started appearing fully-formed in my head #
  • 5am – time to stop. Got three paragraphs down and some outline notes. Huge step forward, had to grab the moment, dog tired now! #
  • Oof. Feel bloody rough. This is not a sustainable work pattern! #
  • Have just finished skimreading & making notes on a 586-page collection of chick lit stories. Feel like my brain is melting. Must buy shoes. #
  • RT @ElrikMerlin RT @Psythor: David Cameron calls Twitterers twats. I'd rather be a twat than a Tory. http://is.gd/1Sth9 [Me too…] #
  • Press accreditation has arrived for Superleague Formula @ Donington Park this weekend, hurrah. Wasn't sure we were going to get that. Vroom! #
  • Just watching BBC footage of Henry Surtees' coffin at his funeral, with one of his racing helmets on it. Gut-wrenching. http://bit.ly/3w31a #
  • Pricelessly funny: Top Gear blog hypes Natacha Gachnang on basis of 1-2-1-2-1-2-1-2 record in F2. Then see comment #5… http://bit.ly/DWBz9 #
  • Approaching crunch time in the short story: 1000 of the 6000 words written, deadline tomorrow. Not good… #
  • Tired now. Choices: sleep & hope to pick up work tomoz, or drink scotch and carry on. 3086/6000 words written. Am not Hemingway, will sleep. #
  • recalls being furious as student rep to UEA Council in 90s as academics voted to take Bobby Robson off list of honorary degree nominees. #
  • Upsetting myself watching Bobby Robson videos on the BBC. The Ipswich FA Cup victory is woven into the fabric of my childhood. A great man. #
  • Swine flu: an architect writes, taking the long view: http://bit.ly/4n7AIK #
  • Sitting in the media centre at Donington Park bashing out race reports. #
  • I'm pretty sure the photographer sitting next to me is farting repeatedly. Noxiously, too. #

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