Happy New Year

I'm feeling rather fuzzy, tired, perhaps hungover. I thought we had a quiet dinner, games and Jool's, yet my head says different! I won't be moving far.

As the light streams in and plays with the shadows I feel ready to move away from these two weeks of madness. Ready to return to auld clays and porridge.

Thankfully our chat with the boy was simply a chat and not the usual video. Yuri was with him and it wouldn't be good to have the first meeting with the new girl whilst lounging, mascara eyed, in yer jammies!

Happy New Year to all. May 2022 bring joy, health and freedom.

Thank goodness there is left over pie.