Echoes of Flavio's Ghost Dreaming

Went to the gym today. Stayed all of 2 minutes at the gym proper -the trashy music was so unbelievably loud. I complained, member of staff shrugged his shoulders and said I'd have to wait fifteen minutes for him to turn the volume knob down. So I lodged a complain in reception. For the nth time. I'm quickly becoming that grumpy old man, shaking his fist out of the window in the night, "some of us have to work in the morning, I'll have you know..."

The swimming pool at the same place (Kentish Town Sports Centre) was lovely as always, though. Maybe I should forget about the gym and just go to the pool.