Just done 8 solid hours of WORK and boy, I am knackered. Just a couple of things to finish after this spot of blogging and its the M6 for me.
Oh joy, hours stuck on a bastard motorway.
And the weather looks set for cold and wet/snowy. Just right for cycling.
And the washing machines fucked, so I've got to mend that.
My sons broke a tooth and the cats got fleas, so I'll de-flea the cat, but I cna't fix teeth.
Cnat ? is that a proper word ? I cnat understand ?