Don't look at me like that

"No, no, not another selfie!" came the cry, but what's a man to do? Office bound during the day, cleaning all night ... there's plenty going on in my head, in fact my imagination is a place awash with photographic opportunities (some of them probably best not shared) but the technology does not exist outside of science fiction movies yet for that ...

Banana bread went down well at work today (mine and TSM's). The hygienist said my teeth and gums were "definitely better" and gave me a caring sort of smile that I suspect young professionals reserve for their older clients. Deadlines got met. TSM did the gym and I scrubbed the bathroom floor. Played stair tennis with the cats (no result declared). My footie team won 4-1 in the mickey mouse cup. We listened to romantic tunes from our wedding day including "O mio babbino caro" and "I only wanna be with you" (Vonda Shepherd version) ... Oh and it rained again ... unsurprisingly.