Peak Dreich

Another wet, misty and cold day. It never really got light. This was as far as I ventured. The end of the lane to put the recycling boxes out.

Stitched up with a London meeting on the day I wanted to avoid I sought balance by hiking my fee on another proposal. Still a bargain.

Eve still off school with tummy flu bug, Joe still gorging on Game of Thrones, Mrs S keeps receiving invites to swanky media parties next week plus some American TV lot have asked if she wants to be on one of their productions.