Day four in the NATO exercise and I’m losing faith in my ability to write good copy.
The second article that I submitted to be sent out at 12.30 needed significant re-working by “nice Nick”, because the details were confused.
So it ended up going out after 12.30 even though I handed it over for subbing at 11.30.
In my defence I had been given one inject the day before and then a slightly conflicting inject today and as I had written up some of the story it might have lost some of its sense in the re-working process.
But either way it wasn’t good for the ego.
I clocked a painting of Thatcher from the Falklands conflict at lunch today.
Oh joy!
But hurrah, no quiet time today.
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