Overcooked

Ach it's permissible on occasion. An occasion such as this. Not that the food was overcooked down the southside. It very much wasn't.

I've got a sore knee though, dammit. I woke with it and it seemed to get better during the day but has now returned. I do recall that we boys did sprint from the Digger's doorway for the last 35 bus, the evening before. I need to score sprinting off my list of permissible activities.