Sunday morning

Good morning peeps.

Well I woke at the alarms, and I was dreaming complex dreams about lying on the grass outside the jobcentre, discussing my forthcoming trip with old friends, while wondering where my adoptive mum had got to as she had vanished into the jobcenre, I was even defending myself to a friend who didn't believe I was going on this trip.

I woke up all comfy in clean new bed linen, and I am just waiting for the paper shop to open at 7.30, for a fairly easy Sunday round, the papers are bulky but there are less of them on a Sunday.

Today my housework is already done and I am not doing the usual roast as I have been invited out for a sandwich lunch on the quay.
What a treat.
It is such a lovely day, and I am looking forward to seeing the boats, especially The Boat, which is being worked on.

A week to go before I go off adventuring, and I have cancelled the four days of hard festival work running up to going away, I am likely to be very busy with contract work instead.

I must must must get on with music practice, I have been so busy and preoccupied that not much has got done with two weeks to go.