Well it's selection time again. What should my fingers pick?
I consider that it should really be a Coupland, I still have so many of them to read.
And it is Miss Wyoming that is selected.
A touching, oddball love…… Wonderfall. Just what I could do with reading.
On train one I do not sit facing forward, and I don’t feel able to read. So I start it at Walsall. I sit on the bench but for some reason all I can think of is how a pizza saved my life.
So here we go I read the book and not the metro. A new fresh start, and like most books, I find the start hard to grasp as I try to distinguish between the characters and who they are. If I could change anything it would be one thing, and that would change everything.
I get home some hours latter obviously. And there in the stairs is the drill. Tonight I’m tired my brain frazzled and I’ve caught the later train home. I even sat on carriage four, the carriage that doesn’t fit on the platforms! So I’m not in the mood to do this.
But I do it anyway. And they are up.
Suddenly I now realised I would have to find something to put on the them. I went hunting around the house.
Yep thats that. Now only the ceiling to do.
I clear up the mess and the dirty stuff that has come out of the walls.
And consider it a job well done.