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Gili Full Day 1

8/20/2013

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So last night we watched a DVD then had an early night.  Today we managed to get up for the buffet breakfast (mainly because I was hungry).  Zoe used her powers of reading to find the tea - it was in a coffee pot labelled 'tea', and I had dry chocolate cereal because I don't like sweet milk particularly.  Or, at least, not when linked to cereal.

Other than that, just a wonderful day of reading (finished Good Omens, started Red Dust Road by Jackie Kay - spare World Book Day books I got from the prison, and will leave somewhere good before I return home), snoozing in the sun (with the kanga - apparently it's a kanga - Sarah Y got me from Kenya draped over my head.  I lost it, then found it where I'd left it in the morning.  Phew!), sitting in a cafe planning a timeline for the ideas I've been thinking about for Robin and I's next film, sitting - before that, in the morning, trying to write bits of the script.

Zoe thinks the current ending sounds pants.  It probably is.  I must try to avoid quiet endings.  I don't particularly enjoy watching them myself, so why do I always write them?  Something to work on.

I miss Bruce - our giant (well, biggish) lizard who lived in our bathroom in the last hotel.  Here we do have a few tiny ones, but they're not Bruce.  Most of the cats here are missing most of their tails.  Why?  My current two main theories are a) a cultural/religious practice of tail docking like with terriers, or b) cat tail soup. 

Well, now for the photos :)
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