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Woke up feeling a little sick. Quite unlike us, we didn't get out of bed until about nine in the morning. Caught up on our Eastenders, got showered and went out. We went to the old antique shop that I've been wanting to visit for years but could never find because it's hidden away behind some buildings. The place is huge and smells like damp. In a good way, like the smell of old books and dust. I'm not sure what the point of that shop actually is. None of the junk is really in good enough condition neither is it special enough to be sold at a good price yet a lot of the stuff in there was quite heavily priced. That said, I would easily fork over £200 for a second hand grandfather clock. I was very tempted to get a kitten plate for £1 but it had a little chip in the corner... and I realised I didn't have any place to keep it.

I felt a bit ill but had to go home for work. Parted with Wilyum and then did my 5 hour shift. It very nearly killed me. Everyone at work was feeling a bit shite so we all decided to go out to the pub for a meal. A different pub this time, it's about a mile walk away but it's so much more cosy and I didn't get IDed, which is always good. We sat and chatted and ate pizza and it was a truly good time. Plus I was home and in my bed by midnight. Winners :)