Granny Chat

I fine morning to walk Juno with great company on the hill.

Cycled to work.

Work was a dimension of delirum.

Gave blood, 200th donation today.

No more Taxi biscuits, need to get KIng Alex to promise Taxi biccies at the donor clinic if a 'Yes' vote.

Cycled home in the darl, late and it was raining.

A quiet night in.