Blah blah banal blah.
Chinese takeaway last night on a whim. Darren called me as I was cycling home from work and suggested it just as I was approaching the Jade Garden. Spooky! So we had faux Chinese food and a bottle of Shiraz. We watched The Village and it was slow and not at all spooky (I did know about the ‘twist’ so maybe that spoiled it). I ironed a shirt for today and had a bath then went to bed to read but fell asleep with the light on while those soothing ‘beep beep beep ’ noises from 24 floated up through the floorboards (Darren follows it but I have commitment issues).
Took the tube to work today as it was pissing down this morning. Edward was not happy in the park so we only did one circuit (he’s such a gay dog at times; “oh Daddy, my hair is all wet and my feet are muddy!”). When we got back I towel dried him till he was euphoric and then he indulged in a ‘funny half hour’ where he raced all over the house churning up rugs and scratching floorboards. Bless.
Got to work and someone on the team had brought in hot cross buns to celebrate the death of Jesus, which was nice (though they forgot to get butter so we had to ‘borrow’ some from the fridge on the floor above).