My other girl

Off today. Faffed around in the morning including some (shhh!) work emails. Made soup, and juice.

Spent the afternoon cstching up on Sherlock and x stitching. I'm unhappy to realise that I can see it better with my glasses on. It's an age thing.

I was supposed to be at the Central Library tonight to hear about Peter May's last 'Enzo' book but I was just too tired. Sleeping scrunched up on planes for 14 hours makes me ache all over. Decided looking after me has to take priority for once.

Molly is also looking after herself.