In the absence of a cigar.......

The 1st day since the 'incident', where I haven't felt tired all day.

So having been fairly quite on the work front, I really got stuck back into a fairly mammoth translation, that I need to finish by the end of next week. Hours of it, made all the more bearable by the pampering from Sandra and the return of the Wee Man.

Sandra's dad will seize any opportunity to steal Apollo away and look after him.

"Seoirse's had and accident, oh well then, it's probably best if Apollo is not around, so he can rest. I'll just take him for a few days (or a few years if you need), so he can recuperate in peace." Totally understandable, really and Apollo loves spending time with him too. 

Wasn't overly ecstatic, when Apollo tried to re-assert his alpha-male status by pissing in my study only minutes after arriving.  Little F##knaut! Threats of nappies and incontinence pants have little impact on him either.

Needless to say, it doesn't take long to forgive him.

The day ended very well too. I had spent the day in an enforced FB blackout to avoid hearing any footie scores, downloaded Match Of The Day to watch and my worst fears were confirmed when Liverpool were going to be last game on, which usually means a turgid goalless draw.

However, we won 0-1 and looked to have played quite well, which is a bit of a turnaround  considering our lamentable form of late. An early birthday present. Muy chuffed.