Listed

Blimey, nearly blew it today. That's why you get this ropey photo taken earlier as an emergency, just in case. phew.
My excuse is that I am preoccupied with the impending trip, hence the list of lists. These are not the only ones, I keep writing them and leaving them in random places as I think of things. It's as if writing the list actually feels like I'm doing something apart from writing a list. That, and making piles of clothes that only serve only to prove to me that I need to go shopping and get myself some threads that don't look like they've seen better days. Bought some things in Glasgow the other day and Scooter boy asked me why I looked different....