A solitary leaf, on the ground, far from home

Having drunk too much last night, I managed, somehow, to drag myself out of bed and across the landing to watch Liverpool beat Nottingham Forest 3-0. A good game.

Shocked to hear of the death of Matthew Perry - he's one Ottawans claim as their own. 54 is no age. I hate Friends with a passion - but he seemed like a decent man and fought his demons openly and bravely. Hard to take anything seriously these days when so much misery is being wrought elsewhere in the globe.