Saturday

Good evening peeps,

The flat smells of frying biftek and I am watching Mrs Doubtfire.

This morning I woke up at 5am from that dream about Winchester, then I slept again until 9am.

Most of the day has been television and writing, without much effort at the chores, although I am getting there.

It started with Melissa and Joey back to back for the morning, and I published 'A Walk in the Dark' and 'The Fisher Report' in public circulation.

Then Short Circuit, Nanny McPhee and the Big Bang, and now Mrs Doubtfire is on.

I have been out for groceries, washed Max, sprayed bleach on the wetroom and started other housework, my clothes came in from the line nice and dry and I am going to put the towels and bathrobe out to dry overnight. My mower is in the shed, my work schedule for the week is up, etc.

And what am I working on? Rage and Terror, Book 1, nothing special but I may well circulate it this weekend.

This morning someone emailed me and said Gavin Ashenden approved of the missionary Bishop to Scotland.
I replied that I was glad he approved of the missionary position and wondered if he himself would like to take it.
I got an indignant spam of my blogs from France, as usual the French viewer was looking at porn sites before they accessed my blog.
So is it the missionary position for Gavin?

I am staying up late to watch a new film called 'The Fault in our Stars' or something. I hope it is worth it, if not, I won't stay up.