The wee pet
Got home about two hours to find Ellen conked on the sofa. She's not moved since. It's the cold. The cold and her heartless mother sending her to nursery. Aye. But it means you don't get a look at my gorgeous new bike frame. Tomorrow maybe.
Got home was from a conference all day. Not uninteresting but definitely not helped by the usual set up of an over-warm room, dim light and weak coffee. But I only fell asleep once. Just after lunch and I think I wasn't the only person.
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