Pork scratchings

Had a bad day at work today. I had to go to investment panel for £1m for a project I'm delivering and I got tore to pieces. It was like I was being feed to the wolves.

When it got home I made me a salad with belly pork which was really nice. I decided to cut the rind off the belly pork and make my own pork scratchings (pic). Comming from the black country, scratchings are like the rich people's caviar. I think the first solids I was ever fed were pork scratchings.

After tea I had another hour on my guitar then went for a 6km road run. Half way round I nearly threw up. I think my body is still recovering from my holiday.

I'm now going to put my feet up and watch "stomp the yard homecoming"