The Bag Lady of Bakewell

Opening night of the school play tonight - I'm whacked. Went really well; the usual forgotten lines and collapsing props make a Primary production what it is. Didn't get to eat until 21:20 though and am about to fall asleep on my keyboard.

....and it's the same again tomorrow night. The last week of summer term's the most tiring - normal service will resume shortly.

So late, short and sweet from me today.......the bag lady is upstairs in my bed and I'm going to join her.