Furniture

Angus and I head to Glasgow after a bowl of Claire’s hearty minestrone soup. It has been snowing, but the roads are clear and empty.

Megan is recovering from a bout of indigestion brought on by excess caffeine on an empty stomach. We set about completing the Ikea chest of drawers assembly that Claire started on Friday. It looks good.

I leave Megan with tomato soup, bread, butter, and cheese. Meanwhile, Angus puts away a plate of chilli squid and fried rice.

Home after dark. Eat. Sleep.