……..Day 8 (Monday 4th June 2007)

Restless last night for some reason. Up drinking tea at 2 o’clock. Don’t know what should put it in my head but feel its Monday mourning and I should be getting on with it, whatever It is. I’ve got all serious all of a sudden. Is it guilt that I’m messing about on the river when I should be at work. Surely not. Thought I’d managed to overcome that dirty trick out parents try and instil in us of work ethics and stuff. There’s a change in the air today that isn’t helping. A strong North Easterly wind that’s blowing me backwards every time I stop for a breather. I think I’ve just made up my mind to be in a shitty mood today. I’m already giving myself a hard time about not going bottom side of the weir were I camped last night that would have taken me out in the country and by-passed going through Newark-on-Trent. I don’t want to talk to anybody today. …………………..