Guilty Feet Have Got No Rhythm

Another slack day.  Dog walk x 2. Work.  Now I'm fully embedded in front of the telly, no plans to move other than to drag myself to bed.   I am next level lazy this week. Add an insatiable appetite for bad food to that, I can't explain it.  

I raided the draw where Skunk keeps his stash.  I hate Cadbury's chocolate but desperate times...