Tuesday evening

Good evening,

I am nearly ready for sleep. There is a buzzy thing buzzing round my flat, how rude of it.

I came home from the swim thinking I would sleep, but I remained wide awake so I sat in bed and watched Buffy.
Then I got up, went for a bike ride, beautiful evening and sunset and nice and cold.

I came home and gave the flat it's thorough clean. It all sparkles now.

The box that ambushes me from the wardrobe top has gone out in the recycling, along with newpapers and other stuff.

I took the rubbish out and walked, it is a cold clear night.
Now I am sitting here in my pyjamas, which look more like pyjamas than the ones I was deported in.

My neighbour has been busy baking as she has a cake sale at work tomorrow, I didn't have the heart to tell her that I cannot come and buy as I have no money spare for cakes.