Reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated

Well I have survived! I wasn't writhing around in agony or sat on the loo all night while the world fell out of my behind! 'Death by melted minty Magnum' was not to be the cause of my demise scratched on the certificate with a fountain pen by the registrar. Not today anyway. When the alarm woke me at 4:56, I realised I had lived to fight another day and stumbled gratefully into the bathroom.

I think there were a few corpses in McDonalds today. There was a little group of lads in the corner who'd gone in there for breakfasts and had sleeping bags and pillows draped all over the seats! Maybe they had broken into a Slumberland store on their way hone from a nightclub?

I didn't stay long and decided not to wake anybody by slurping my tea too loudly and went up to the council house where the doors were already open.

I got my payslip tests out of the way as soon as I got in and then plodded my way through a load of access amendments and queries, most from various schools around the borough. That kept me out of mischief all day and I didn't even go out at lunchtime but as I visited the snack machines three times today, I didn't starve! It was quite the opposite really, proving that my appetite was unaffected by yesterday's ice cream. Hmmmmm. I suppose I could be being eaten from the inside out by a killer ice cream bug?

I left before 3pm and took a few pictures after feeding the squirrels and birdies. I was tempted to show a sad starling but in the end decided on cheerful Eric.

Go large!

Track? Another one of my Stones favourites today - Sympathy For The Devil