Well, today I had Jo ask me if I was okay because I seemed a bit down, and then I ended up having a bit of a weep in the bathroom. It’s not that I’m really sad about Kieran in particular, but it’s just the end of something that I thought was going to be so good and it’s just gone the complete opposite way. It’s more annoying that it was quite good for a long time. Live and learn, I guess.

When I got back Ha sent me a message again saying that either a) she’d sit me down and make me talk about it or b) we had to go out and get hammered to forget about it. I said maybe I’d do (b) on Friday.