Snoopy

Slogged into work after a truly rubbish sleep, with me and TFP being passed by every other cyclist (although I did have enough energy to shake off the pita that was drafting me along the path - hate that). Work, meh. Some unsatisfactory indyref number crunching. Implausible. Nothing like 1997 when there was a 27 point spread between the local authority with the lowest % Yes and the highest. So that was abandoned. Didn't know that there had been so much variation. Or that the turnout was only 60%.

Got home to find the kids had ram-raided WH Smith and come away with all the pencils and stationery (and a disco pencil case for Ellen). Ewan hummed and hawed about marking his new sketchbook but finally the first marks of a Snoopy were made.