Extras

Rain , rain, I don't mind it when I am safety tucked up in dry corporate towers.

Work was a bliss of beautification.

Pleasnt walk home, initialy with a pal. Then a white van stopped me and a man asked the way to sauna and steam rooms. First I told him the Commie Pool was closed and that Warrander only had a sauna. Told him about Porty baths and the Turkish baths. Taken with the thought of Porty he headed off with directions.

He had gospel cd's all over the dashboard, what type of sauna did he want, was this a pick up attempt very bizarre experience. Maybe next time we could get a venue and charge £15 and make a play about it. Now what would be the title?

Home to a chill out with the family, eco son is babysitting for a neighbour.

This is our new lock for the kitchen door.