Badass Bird

Well I had no voice when I woke up this morning...no energy and no voice...no energy, no motivation and no voice. So I didn't bother getting up.

Well I did up....eventually, but I didn't really see any of the morning. I managed to stir myself into action and I nipped to the doctor to pick up up a letter to sort some physio...that'll be a waste of time. I then went to pay some money into the bank...it's like pissing in the ocean. Then I went to the Trafford Centre as I had a couple of things to buy.

The first was easy and sorted straight away, the second....well what do you buy for the woman who has everything...sigh. Luckily I found something...eventually.

I had carried my camera...my very heavy camera...all round the Trafford Centre but didn't take one pic so I've just stood in my neighbour's garden faffing around with lights and freezing to death for half an hour. I gave up when I couldn't flip the switch any more as my fingers had gone numb.