Food for thought.

J dropped me off at the gym and then went to Llandow but in the car due to the persistant rain. It was busy in the gym, and I asked Mike how he was doing as he is now living on his own. His partner has left, amicably, although he did pay her a big wedge in the process. He thought that stress was  making his epilepsy worse, but apparently the episodes are just as bad since she left.  Vic is off to Basingstoke for the weekend to attend his sister fourth wedding, yes fourth. Then the happy couple are coming to Porthcawl for their honeymoon, and Vic will be the chaffeur for the week, although he didn't seem to mind. Nowt as queer as folk they do say:-). Walked into town afterwards, and got a Hobbs wool skirt in Cancer Research for £6, and it's actually made in England. Caught the bus home, and managed to avoid the rain . J arrived home about an hour afterwards, and he approves of my new skirt.