Day at home; working.

Clearing the sludge before holidays - the gloom of last week lifted slightly by the finish line becoming more visible; and the boys flying north also helps.

So a productive morning; even though feeling like shit. Still huge void inside after Sunday's message; that someone so omnipresent could be so - angry? The rage hasn't yet subsided enough to calmly respond, but it will.

Afternoon was less productive but by close of play, there was little left to do. Which makes me relieved.

Spent the evening shopping; we did a collective shop; and chatted as we did. Then I dropped her, shot some Cigs at the top of Easter Road and then swung into the allotment for some raspberries for later and general check up. Weeds doing fine, and courgettes and salad leaves should be there soon.

Spoke to Tom (Alex asleep!); seems delighted to be back, but had a great time away.

Home finally to simple supper, an increasingly sore throat and runny nose, and long chats (G stayed away, unsurprisingly). Watched OITNB; unconvinced. But then I always would be if I felt I was being asked to; that and I was exhausted after no sleep Sunday / Minch Moor Monday. Deep deep sleep.