Thursday

Good evening peeps,

Not much to say, just hard work and depression. Worry about money and Max.
I am aching, so I will go to bed in a minute.

This morning I woke up to people speculating that the Queen was dead, which is a bit shocking when you are half asleep, when your eyes open properly you realize it is speculation and you call them idiots.

I worked on the clifftop in the cold grey cloud and wind while I waited to see what the real news was from Buckingham Palace. And to be honest it was hardly newsworthy.

I really put some effort into the care home gardens as weeds and growth have gone mad there, so I am really aching.