Stick In The...

I was super-tired this morning after getting back really late following the theatre last night, so felt in a bit of a fuzz at my laptop all day. I spent a lot of time watching the river from the window when I was meant to be working; it was really low for most of today, revealing a maze of footsteps. I wonder where these indecisive steps were meant to be heading? I went for a wander after work and bumped into Greg as he got home, so we went down to the quay for a shandy and ice cream. I've been saying for ages that an ice cream cart would be a real money spinner down there, and now the pub's stolen my idea, dammit!