Monday - Boxing Day

Good morning peeps,

I wish I could feel better. My back hurt so much in the night that it was in my dreams.

It is a sunny day with light cloud.

Last night I walked around town in the wind and light rain, checking that all my neighbour-peeps were alright and not being murdered, I was a sheepdog in my last life and I have make sure everyone is alright, I feel very upset and confused about someone being killed like that. I sad prayers where the man died, and I wondered how his family are going to cope with Christmas being the anniversary of his death forever. How awful.

It was too cloudy for the light house beams to sweep over the cliffs where Max is, so I came home.

I woke up to the news that George Michael has died.
He was a talented artist and people will be sad.

The song that came to mind was the one he wrote about his mother's death. I remember this song, must have been between 1995 and 1997, because I used to listen to it on the walkman as I delivered newspapers.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Ed5xP_9FoY  It isn't a very nice video but the song is pretty cool.

Just catching up the news of the death on the street, very sad.

Technically I should get dressed and go and support the local Boxing Day events, but I will consider that for a few hours while I see what is on TV and get some transcribed work done.

If anyone wants biscuits or chocolate, give me a shout, I am not going to eat them.