The Busted Bus Shelter

Just finished work again. Found a blip whilst waiting for the bus. Chilly again. By the time the bus arrived there was sleety rain.

Instead of looking 'through the key hole' with that irritating american Lloyd Grossman, I found myself looking 'through the bus-shelter'.

Got home to a homemade beef/spinach curry - luverly! Am going to settle down to watch 'Chewing the Fat' with a glass of vino. Hootsey Chootsy, Elvis in Scotland!!!

Mr P is doing a turn on the RedRaw night at the Stand on Monday - should be fun