The Smart Thing

It's turned cold. Someone said today "Ahhh, summer's here at last!" But he was wrong. It wasn't raining. It was about half an hour later though, so I suppose that kind of negates my argument.

It seems silly to describe the night as dark. By definition, it's not the brightest period of a 24 hour. It's a very dark night tonight, though.

Thought I ought to check in before I curl up. Haven't been here for a while. Whatever strength and whatever words I've had have been going into work. I've had some kind of low-grade bug and, stupidly, had a 'Flu jab before I was properly over it.

This means the smartest thing is to snuggle up in the warm and get some sleep.

Gone.

Cravings

It's rained pretty much constantly for the last two days here. It's funny to think that the UK is sweltering in a heatwave with blazing sunshine while I'm enjoying weather that's wet and about 15^o. They can keep it, to be honest. I'd far rather it was like this. My Pretty Lady rightly commented once that Ireland shows herself better in the mist and rain than she does in bright sunlight.

Despite the rain I had to go and do some shopping today. Only one bag's worth, though as I need to keep one hand for holding my brolly!

Maybe the rain seeped into my head and the guys in the office there were too busy baling out flood water to make useful suggestions. Whatever, I find myself sat here at really-far-too-late o'clock craving something sweet.

I will not walk to Tesco at this time of night to buy chocolate. I will not walk to Tesco at this time of night to buy chocolate. I will not walk to Tesco at this time of night to buy chocolate. I will not walk to Tesco at this time of night to buy chocolate.

Probably.