Evening Star

Got out of work tonight at 7.

That's quite a long time after I started.  Walking to the bus stop in the rain and I was not best pleased when the bus scooted by a couple of minutes early. 

Nor by the fact that the next bus didn't turn up.

Nor that I discovered when I got home I had forgotten to buy stuff for my breakfast sandwich.

And there is a little cat taking up all of my chair and I'm sitting on a dining chair next to her.

The Blip?  Well it is a star shape and it is evening here.  Not so odd as purple mustard though, eh?