More sludge.

Only because I like the word sludge. Despite the implied metaphor the image conveys, today was a good day. It felt good to have unburdened myself of those thoughts onto you unsuspecting people. Thanks for your much appreciated comments which I will respond to sooner rather than later.
Anyway, after work we all went to a gastro pub in south London for a goodbye drink and meal for one of our number who is upping sticks and moving to Cambodia in a week and a half. His house is rented out and soon he'll be married to his love and into a new life.
I could have taken lots of pics of old blokes getting drunk and gorgeing themselves on fabulous grub, but thought you'd prefer a bucket of plaster.

The sun is out again. Hurrah. And I don't have a hangover. I did however fall asleep on the tube and miss the last return train. After walking for miles to catch a night bus towards home, I got back at 1.30. Today will be a slow day and I'm rambling...