Strawhouse

By strawhouse

Wet

It was hard to imagine, sitting out in the sun all day yesterday, that the wind and rain were on the way. But they were. And it was rubbish!
Cold, gloomy, wet, miserable and generally blugghhhhhhh!!
I took Archie out for a soggy walk and spent most of the day writing my book. I’ve hit a bit of a wall with it, just a few hundred words short of fifty thousand.
Slight changes to lockdown announced tonight. Too much for some people, not enough for others.
No doubt cue for more complaining, whinging, blaming, judging, criticism, 20/20 hindsight and general fucktardness. On all sides.
I’m so sick of it.

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