A predictably shite day. Migraine on the way into work. At least the gaffer was off....
Didnt anything done before 1030, and then migraine (reprise) stepped in.

By lunchtime I was ready to roam; Fopp for a note book or two. One of which is going to be Cigs - the First Draft. 
Top notch pakora courtesy of Shahid and some 50th paraphernalia for Tracy (courtesy of Caz) strewn about her desk. She insisted she didnt want any fuss. In the same way Caz did at the start of the year to Tracy but Tracy went ahead and did it anyway. Revenge, eh?

To Hers for black bean and chipotle burritos and I ripped out the lass' carpet,  removed the old bed, took it out and placed it carefully into the bin. Then i erected the new bed ahead of the joiners coming tomorrow to fit new doors on the wardrobe.

I spied a Christmas tree on my way home this evening