On other matters.

This was at 4 in the morning. Wandering the kitchen suffering from indigestion (damn those home grown chillies). The light was very spooky.
When morning finally came it was all going swimmingly until Mr EAnn tore a tendon in his finger making the bed. Comedy injury but very disruptive. I think he will live.
Managed a nice lunch at the Gray Ox at Hartshead though the service was pretty hopeless.
Going to stay in tonight with Strictly rather than go see Philomena. May get there tomorrow.
In other news it would have been my brother's birthday today. I still have 4 brothers but there is a Walt shaped hole.