Most days are like that. Wake up, don't want to face the world, pull duvet over head.
Finally get up, breakfast, coffee, emails etc., waste the day away. Then think Oh its such a nice sunny day, why didn't I go for a walk, do some (much needed) cleaning, or gardening. Then I feel real guilty and lazy.
Will Labour backing rejoining be the “end” or the “making” of them??
Boring Bedding Laundry Conundrum
New series of *This city is ours* on iPlayer now
a personal comment on this stockpiling
Rejoice! Chancellor Healey Will Give Us Cheap Marmalade & Gherkins.


