Chicken Feed

Stayed in bed working on the Jotter until 3.30 p.m. It wasn't too late last night. R and I missed ringing in the New Year because we were watching Graham Norton and the show did not ring it in. So we sat on the couch and sang auld lang syne after midnight (with the laptop for the words....Samiam:). Messed around with guitar and harmonica then.

Went to Carlow today and R bought a suitcase which she later discovered was not the size she needed.

Days are melting into each other, feels like Sunday every day.