The Feathered Washing Line - Hung Out To Dry

I'll just get this off my chest first...

I am sick to death of pigging rain.
I am not looking forward to being in Nepal for monsoon season.
My back hurts. A lot. I couldn't go training tonight as planned. FFS.

Okay, that said, the birds looked pretty cool sitting, chatting and drying out on the wires. Today was normal, productive, rewarding, but sore. The girls are hyper, attention seeking, demanding and cute in an odd sort of way! Rags is asleep. Thanks heavens for small mercies!

Grandad was disharged today and sent back to the Residential Home so that's fab news. Mum and Dad are with him and have taken him clean clothes and given him a hug for me. Phew. Got a bit worried about the old boy then.

I've got another accupuncture appointment tomorrow evening before I go to the Year 11 Prom. God help me, if I get a similar outcome to last time you might come home to a heap o jelly and germs instead of me!

It's Thursday...you are home a week on Saturday...time is dragging!
xxx