… my sooty foot out of the building at all today.
And that’s not surprising, and for many reasons too.
Not the least of which being that after the exertions of yesterday I was feeling the strain. And so when I awoke (at 06:00, and on a Sunday too!) I turned over and went back to sleep – something that I would have done anyway even if I hadn’t heard the rain hammering down in the howling gale outside.
08:30 is a much more reasonable time to be up and about on a Sunday. And with a very late breakfast (and I almost forgot my fig bread again) I was ready for almost anything.
And almost anything turned out to be nothing at all. I had a very profitable day dealing with the European Photo Mountain instead.
Lunch was taken inside today, which is no surprise, and then I set to and made a lentil and mushroom whatsit. Odile is having an “at home” tonight and I’ve been invited, so I had to take something with me.
Not like me to be all civilised, is it?
We met at 18:30 and seeing as I don’t “do” socialising, I usually stay for just a couple of hours at the most. And so no-one was more surprised than me to find me still there at 22:30. THat’s not like me either.
And so I eventually came back and went to bed instead. Not a foot set outside the building.
Not many days like that, are there?
