Rough around the edges.

J couldn't decide if he was going to Llandow, or not. After a lot of head scratching, he went, in the car. I got Doris Dyson out for a tango, which she enjoyed more than I did. When J got home, much better for having some man chat, he took me out for a drive. A bit warmer today, but still grey & drizzly. On the way  back we called in the library to pick up a book, this time it was for J, not me.