A pause for breath...

Well there was very little chance of pausing for breath today. I've got to the end of today wondering where the time went. I think it's a good thing really.

Too much spare time to think and daydream is bad for me. I just worry about things; things I can't change anyway. Where does worrying get you in the end? Nowhere.

I didn't make time to put mealworms out for the birds until the middle of the afternoon and the few starlings which did turn up gave me the evil eye through my kitchen window as if to say 'What time do you call this?' and then went back to trying to find the biggest, fattest mealworm in the dishes.

They didn't leave a tip anyway. They'll have to do without tomorrow as I need to go to the office for the first time in three weeks.

I am just wondering who all these people are on Silent Witness. It's the first of a new series and I'm gripped already.

Today's little bird was begging me to take his picture, turning around on his branch in all directions to ensure I got his best side.

I had these lyrics going through my head while I watched him, 'Don't you know that you are a superstar....' which was slightly wrong.

Track? Here is the proper Bad Company song - Shooting Star