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.
Labelling cake tins or cutlery you have loaned.
Odd - weird and wonderful - almost unbelievable - or is it just me?
What was directly across the road from the school you went to?


