Entry 332
Cultural event
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4th January, Y99
Tuesday
A part of me wishes a drunk me had gotten his way. I've not been touched romantically since D-Day. Granted I've gone much longer; more often than not I seem to go for ever. I think it's all the emotions of the loss and all that is dragging all the other needs up.
Tomorrow, Anne and I catch the train down to London where we catch a flight from Gatwick to Stockholm.
The Foreign Office hopes that our visit might boost our negotiating power with Europe. Of course none of this would be needed if the Tory government hadn't ended our european membership and pulled the brake cord on our economy.
