Every Picture

I was waiting for my ex teaching colleagues in Grand Central this morning and became intrigued by these bins, their contents, the people walking past and the shop behind.  I think it could be the start of one of those stories - you know, "The girl in the plastic waste bin"  type thing.

Good gossip today over a tasty lunch.

Dad has been moving TVs around.  I really don't understand why.

I have just managed to pay some voluntary NI contributions to increase my state pension.  SHH tells me it's a good investment.  I suppose it will be if I ever get to state pension age...