We have found a pub where they sell cider (real cider, I mean, not that wannabe Swedish stuff) AND you can sit outside. In this weather, the latter is v.g.
Pity I have no money. See previous post. Also, am at work, despite bank holiday status of day in general. On the other hand, flexi-time good. Will now have hours to take off next Thursday to meet Nicolette at airport and spend day loafing or similar. Maybe even drink cider.
Note to self: Must buy lottery ticket.
Music in my head: Closer to Fine (I think that’s the title – anyway; Indigo Girls)