It's only for now.

After having the will to exist drained out as I tried to get to work by bus this morning the evening restored it fully. An early birthday treat from the warped ladies as I was fed fizzy wine and taken to see some puppets dealing with the reality of not finding ones purpose in life through the medium of song. Marvellous.
This is the stunning John Byrne mural overhead in the Kings. Scrumptious.