Tuesday morning

Good morning,

I slept reasonably well but woke at 5am from a strange dream about ships.
I went to the loo, opened the window and slept again, I dreamed lovely delicious dreams that the Diocese of WInchester were brought to justice and stopped harming me forever.
I didn't want to wake up of course, but I did, and I sat on the patio with my housemate and the cat as we drank our tea, the cat didn't drink tea, it just licked itself and bit me.
It is a glorious spring day, and I am going into town on business before going to my shift at the shop.