Silly EB

One of those days.
 
Had a rubbish night’s sleep, and the rest of the day followed suit.  I just can’t get my head around anything.  The trauma of Mrs W in hospital until Monday and the catching up on all that is taking its toll (she is still extremely exhausted and a bit befuddled); and serious problems with our local surgery - the very first time in eighteen years - has added to it all, thus last night’s bad sleep.
 
I took a few shots today, but none any good, so a shot of my decadent-using-up of the remains of last night’s Cauliflower Cheese (sauce) which I am porking out on while blipping will have to suffice.  At least it’s silly, and it’s Saturday.  Next job cook dinner - it’s pork . . .