Met my target page count for the day on Friday and celebrated by a trip to the beach, yesterday. Thought I’d have a little swim, lie in the sun for a while, then head home at about 5 for some serious catch-up writing. Well, I managed the swim, in fact I had two swims. And lots of sitting/lying about in the sun. And I read two short stories. And then I went out to watch Eurovision in the union. Well, I watched the voting. I was too busy sitting in my friend’s garden to watch all the songs. The result – no work. That’s OK, though. Only pushes up the number of pages I have to write per day by 1. 1 page more per day – that’s a doddle. Also it was worth it.