Book at Bedtime

A few of us got together after work, and went out for tea to plan a retirement 'do' for one of our colleagues.  It was lovely; we had a nice meal (me - huge cheeseburger with fat chips - mmmm), and a lot of laughs. 

Back home, so tired that I'm going to have an early night with my current book: 11:22:63 by Stephen King. 

It's been out for a couple of years, and I borrowed it from a friend, but kept putting off reading it because it is so big, and in hardback, so even more unwieldy.

However, I'm now thoroughly addicted. Halfway through, and I can hardly bear to go to work in the morning, and read all through breakfast!

Rocky is snuggling down in anticipation of a night in my bed, but sadly that only happens when G is working away, which he isn't today.  I'm so glad I'm off tomorrow, I'm absolutely knackered!