About to be..

consigned to the dust bin. These are Roy's decorating slippers. I used to buy him expensive leather slippers, but he always ended up doing the decorating or gardening in them, and ruining them, so I gave up and I now by him cheap ones.

He's gone out to watch the match, we don't have sky. That's given me the chance to wrap his birthday present and write his card, ready for Wednesday.

I'm going to have a vodka and tonic and watch silent witness in peace and quiet.