sat 6 May

It's evening and as is common, I'm feeling low. It's still hard to come to terms with being alone.  Many good things today but still it's hard. 

6 am departed for centenary. Most of the kids are going to be away at a regatta. Mike S and myself are running a session for the other kids. Took Magnus and bought a coffee at 711.

Started with the kids doing some erg technique. Then we launched. Took forever. They've banned me from launching boats with the oars in. Plus the wide boats big enough to take magnus are too slow to add a parent. It's all too f'ing hard. 

Home. Dropped Magnus. Had a shower. Collected ironing. Dropped into ironing shop. 

Onto BGS open day. Lots of volunteers on the tipperoo stall selling burgers.  Dropped into the old boys stall but it was manned by a young fellow who did not want help. Watched a debate. Checked in on the rowing stand.  Saw Matt Marden and sponge. Lots of little kids. Back to the old boys stand. Saw Jim McP, Angus, John, Arnie. 

Into my car and saw a missed call from Graham Hodgson.  Called him and he's returning the poles from the trailer stage. We met at centenary and dropped them off. 

Back home. Rest. 

Drove to Mt cootha to meet a internet date.  That was a fizzer. She's not interested. 

Over to the Royal Mail Hotel at Goodna. Tapped my feet to "the jar".  Doubly feeling sad and alone. 

Home. Fed pets. Reheat spag bog. 

And that was the day