All hyped up on ginseng

I've become addicted to tea. Fruit tea, and ginseng tea. Raine says she's going to get me a tea pot for Christmas. That's the danger of giving up drinking, you become addicted to unsavoury substitutes.

I have a focus group in an hour. I spend a couple of hours looking through graduate recruitment packs, commenting on them. I get £20 in return. Sounds like a good deal - getting paid for something I already do every day.

'Elizabeth' was good. I recommend you see the first before this one. It's stronger that way - you can appreciate Elizabeth's character progression. The visuals were very strong. The cinema was quiet - no oiks. Everyone in Lancaster had become a sheep. We drove into town and everyone was headed, in droves, up the hill to the castle. It was great - like a real life horror movie. I wanted to 'baaa' out the car window, but Raine was scared of divine retribution: we'd break down and be subject to ridicule. The castle used to be the site of witch hangings - the Pendle witches were hanged there. We thought the practice had been resumed. Chris imagined a family running, shouting, "Stop! It's just granny, she's always had a funny walk..." Reality's never as good: there was a firework display.

There was a suppliment with my Saturday paper. Best independent shops. Tomorrow we're visiting: http://www.growingwithgrace.co.uk/. It's a local Quaker company, who grow and supply organic fruit, veg and groceries and sell them at a fair price. Sounds wonderful! We're going to make a big pot of soup, and roasted veg.