Day of Rest

Indeed it is. Working the weekend, so midweek days off are the order of the day.

A pity I'm too knackered to make a start on it really... this cramming for exams stuff seems to have totalled me somewhat. There's stuff to do, lots of it. There's stuff I aught to do and want to do. Can't get started. A nice lie in was the order of the start of the day; distraction and premature wakeyness from the assassin of the household condemning another sparrow to a plastic bag shroud in a plastic wheely-tomb; and wanting to tell me all about it. Bless 'im. The cupboard's a little bare so I used my new found egg frying perfection skills to knock up an egg banjo for brekkie; accompanied by some frankly quite horrible Tesco's orange juice. I'd avoid this, folks; tastes like glorified orange squash. A dilution too far, methinks.

GLC's playing up at the mo; cutting out at odd times. Would suggest a mucky air filter, but more likely mucky fuel injectors. Gonna take a look under the bonnet today for the former, and at the weekend for the latter. And on that cheerful note, I'm going to wander out and say hello to the world, it's taken long enough. Always got my Amazon binge to look forward to; a few book parcels winging their way here....