Spent a happy but jam-packed few days in London. I was at a conference which I enjoyed and gave a workshop in. Good to be back in professional circles as a therapist again, hearing some interesting stuff and meeting some new people, especially those from Ireland.
Moved the last of my stuff out of my London flat into a crate which was shipped over to Dublin. Said goodbye to my estate and neighbours.
Went to a civil partnership do for two male friends of mine who’ve been together for 15 years. Very moving and loving. Was blubbing away in the back quite happily.
Enjoyed a quick visit to the Tate Modern, the surrealism section was fascinating.
London looked good, and felt good. How could I have ever been depressed there?
In between, I’ve been v busy with ringing loads of people all across Ireland for my market research. I’m not a natural salesman, I’m not pushy enough, I tend to think that as the idea is good, then it should sell itself. I’ve a lot to learn on that score.