Today has been a slow day, a very slow day. Hungover? Yes. How did that happen? I manage to get out of the house, get my hair cut and do some shopping. I consider going back tot he pub.
But I don’t. I make a phone call Manchester and then decide to feed the squirrels.
I know they like them.
Then I put two pound shop roses in the sink.
Good luck to you, your going to need it.
Going upstairs, I see the cat has finally come to terms with the new bedroom arrangement at last.
And has understood about the chair.
Her bed is under the chair, but this is better, this is more social.
And with that I settle in for the night to play Skyrim for the night. I put it in the drive and wonder if I remember the story line or if it has been long enough to forget? Will I want to replay it? And when I switch it on a fall into another atmospheric world. I only wish my brother was here with me to play like old times…….