Pots

A walk home. Blue skies! Sunshine! And there was Kay's Bar. The briefest of halts and then onwards. And what was at home but a package. An iPhone package. I must admit to a slight disappointment. Having sync'd it, it's just exactly the same as the old one. I somehow thought that in the three weeks that we'd been parted it would have changed. Maybe got new contacts; perhaps new apps would sneaked in there. Clearly I've still a lot to learn about IT.
This Laura Marling person on Jools is quite sweet though. I wonder if the old lecher will attempt to have her on his piano stool. Don't do it, girl.