Sundown

More work elbowed it’s way into my to-do list than was doable. But lots was done, including all the really urgent stuff, so that’s good. Tomorrow looks like being a shocker.

Brief trip out later to commiserate with the garden centre staff about all the hordes descending for the closing down sale bargains; perhaps if any of those bargain hunters had been in before the ten members of staff wouldn’t be looking for new jobs now. I bought a duck. I’m sure you’ll see him/her at some point.

Mr B, meanwhile, had a pretty rubbish day on many fronts, not least of which was going to London without his wallet.