Gilt and Guilt

A huge worky-administrative task that demands a lot of thinking was meant to be on this weekend's menu of 'fun'.

As usual, I have been lured out of the house by tennis, sunshine, coffees out, cycling, meals and socialising. Now as Sunday comes to an end, guilt is kicking me in the stomach and I am reminded once again that procrastination is my most disappointing trait. I see also I was whinging about it a year ago.

Oh dear. Best go out and take my mind off it all.