Well it has been a weird few weeks. What with Sophie dropping out, even her few close friends at College haven't heard from her. Then we had the fires. Sara Sugarman had her home burnt down, and Frank Pierson was evacuated. For the next couple of days LA was a furnace and the skies were diffuse and the sun and moon bright red. It was an odd experience.
All not so good back in UK. Julia has been looking after the roof replacement. Well the scaffolding firm finally arrived and put up the scaffolding - only for one of the neighbours to go ballistic, as Julia forgot to warn them. Well she was really upset, popped round to say sorry, but still the guy is being awkward. I think its so sad that people in cities become so unforgiving. Poor Julia was so upset. Its moments like this when I feel so impotent and wish I was back in London to help and look after Julia.
To be honest I am finding the 'student mentality' and 'outlook' at the AFI infuriating. Time mangement - its simple courtesy. Three times this last Saturday I was kept waiting around each time for over 30 minutes, its beyond rude.
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