Hi peeps,

well yesterday evening I had a cuppa at church but the choir weren't in, so I didn't stay, I went and sat in the cafe with my book for a while and then bedded down.
Despite it being a weekend night, it was fairly quiet and I slept through the night, dreamed about pet-sitting some tigers and realising it was a mistake when they started growling.

Woke feeling cranky and achy, eventually wandered out of bed and did hair and teeth and stumbled down to the cafe to hear more about the investigation. Got a bit cross and rattled off a cross email.
When will this nightmare end?

went and had pastoral and porridge, had some library time, had lunch wiv me pals, popped into my friend's shop briefly, sitting here too hot and need to go and wash and rest, not the best day ever.