Sunday lunch

I was a dirty stopout last night, I popped over to the Carwashes for tea, ended up staying the night. After too much red wine, I woke up at 330, thinking 'I'll take my eyeballs out, coz it'll hurt less'

anyway, I survived and a cup of tea in bed was lovely.

I dashed home, took mills out for a 40 min walk, showered and ran for the bus.

I spent the day in Manchester with friends. Swardesh for lunch, arndale for a bit of shopping, odeon to watch 'le weekend' not my fav film, then home on the train. I walked home from the station, then had to drop daughter off at her father's house, that never gets any easier.