Rum

Bit of a rum 'un today because in amongst all the usual work and childcare and stuff there was the small matter of police and an ambulance at my building around teatime after it was discovered that the elderly lady in the flat directly above ours had died. And she was in her nineties so not perhaps surprising but she was a very good neighbour to us over the years and was always very kind and lovely to our girls as well, including giving them Christmas money each year.

Moving on and changing subject, out later on in the evening with pals to see summat at the film festival, a world premiere no less, of a new British film, the rather funny and charming Black Mountain Poets. Well worth catching. Then the pub afterwards until far later than usual for a Monday night. I can see tomorrow being a very long day indeed...

Tears Of A Poet