It has been an Arse of a day.   As I was passing this sign, which was being carefully placed to draw the most attention, I was already running through a cocktail list in my head, each one more tempting than the last. Pity it was Saturday, but par for the course today.

This is the first week in over 20 years that I have worked every day for real, hand held, fist tightly shut money!  I actually enjoyed it despite feeling dead on my feet by 6.00pm this evening.  A chat with my girl lifted my energy levels again.  I miss not having someone to tell about my day.  It's another piece in that slow, role reversal jigsaw.  Can You Hear Me Mother!!!!!

Allotment tomorrow, I can't wait to be knuckle deep in soil.