Armchair shooter.

It gets worse. Not only was getting out of bed an ordeal, I couldn't even be bothered to get a camera out today. Instead, a screenshot of the old Dell. Gail has her own laptop for her studies so I get to monopolize this one. As you can see, our attention is divided between home and away. Here the hostile environment has caused the cancellation of all North Isles sailings. With more rain due to fall, putting the bin out the morn might require that I don my wet-suit. Meanwhile, the lure of the South of France or Italy becomes ever more difficult to resist. Scommetto mio non sarei trascorro tre giorni seduto sul mio culo se ero a Firenze! Any advice on my textbook Italian gratefully appreciated.