Tuesday Lunchtime

Good lunchtime,

I went to art class. I did not draw voluptuous nudes, I sketched a still life and coloured it in with pastels.
I was allowed to bring it home.

After art class I went to look for clothes in the £1 sale at the chattery shop, but I did not find anything suitable, but some people came in with a teeny sweet puppy that everyone made a fuss of.
I got a candle for 20p, I like to have a candle burning in the house. I am almost out of money, but I went and looked in the supermarket to find something for lunch, and there was a macaroni cheese winking at me from the reduced section, so I kidnapped it, I also spent one of my precious pounds on some mouthwash, after all, if I am about to starve to death, I would like to die all hygenic and with sweet breath.

I am sitting here looking at an ominous sky and wondering if I am going to bike up to my friend's craft club or not, I am tired already.