Why do today what can be put off till tomorrow?

I really, really, did try and make a start to paper work again today. Here are the excuses:

1. The sun was shining.

2. Dimairt kept barking at passing tourists - I had to keep going out into the lovely sun to apologise (especially to the cyclists who had fallen off their seats - only joking)

3. Friends came by, and we had to sit outside to drink our tea.

4. The sun was shining.


This is taken from Dimairt's seat at the window looking out, and features the bench on which I spent most of the afternoon.

Och well, the work will be there tomorrow waiting for me, but I don't think the sun will be.

Goodnight everyone!