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Daniel came over this evening to drop the poetry box off. We discussed the latest developments in his poetry scheme on the Isle of Wight, agreed a date for the unveiling of the Gosport box - Saturday 21 October - then hit the Village Home (stopping on the way to admire Katie Bee's paving stone). In the pub Daniel gave me the low-down about a girl he likes; she lives in London, but said she might come down for an event he's doing next month - writing the world's longest poem in the sand on one of the Island's beaches. The poor bloke seemed to have dug himself into thinking that the girl was already a lost cause, even though there really didn't seem any reason to think that, so I urged him to adopt a more positive attitude. I think I persuaded him.
Then he went off to have supper with Katie and Digby.
Then he went off to have supper with Katie and Digby.