Various dawnings

Mental time spent considering various current currents. Moving house may be on the cards; possibly just round the corner. Suddenly the talk is of hundreds of thousands of pounds, as casually as the price of a pint.  I must not be so precious as to think capital gains tax is beneath my sphere: it must be considered. In a few weeks time a musical collaboration the like of which I’ve never ventured. What will happen? Maybe nothing, maybe a lot. Tomorrow, the first of two days of anticipated tedium acting as advisors to a procuring (!) department while they listen to tenders from half a dozen companies when they’ve probably made their minds up in advance anyway. I will have to be as awkward as possible, if only to keep awake.

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