Work is up n down like a tart's knickers. One minute it's franticcccc, the next I'm thumb-twiddling. It was unspeakably cold when I walked to the station this morning. I decided to give boo a lie-in, and I wish I hadn't, as there was tons of horrid black ice everywhere, and it was dangrously slippery. The walk turned in to more of a mince. He went out running for an hour with his mate yesterday everning, in the cold n dark n damp. I stayed in and Ebayed, managed to get a couple of new things loaded... read more
