Show me the way to go home

Dylan camped out in a neighbour’s flat for about four hours this afternoon. She showed him the door but he just ignored it.

The Dizzle and Ms R turned up at our door this morning and we had a lovely hour together.

I jetwashed the patio and did some gardening and housework.

Couple of beers early evening with Strider was my just reward.

Am really enjoying Colm Toibin’s The Magician. Novelised version of the life of Thomas Mann. Works on every level. The reading mojo is back.