And now as the hailstones drop I can see one brave starling digging his beak into the earth. Do they never tire?
On my way back from work I paid my customary visit to the charity shop in Marsten Gardens where I bought a slinky silver cardigan and a beige knee length skirt in quite a tough fabric.
When I got home I had a beef sandwich and wanted to go all out on some creative project but didn't have the energy. So I laid on the bed listening to the radio and the rain.