Man Flu. And workload. I’m hoping to go out tomorrow night: tonight is crisp and moonlit – perfect, but I don’t relish being a moving target for fireworks.
I washed, degreased and oiled *her* earlier today (the news that a close friend (38) had suffered a surprise heart-attack earlier this morning weighing heavily on me). Carpe Diem.
Our thoughts are with his wife, Gail and son (5 next month).