dunelm
Master
Good morning everyone on an Annie Lennox “here comes the rain again” start to a forecasted rainy day in the dark and dangerous north. 5.4 this a.m. and I await the cavalcade of the bin lorry I am pleased to see that the cars are now freshly washed and the plants that Mrs Miggins introduced to the front garden yesterday are happily watered in. I need to tidy up my art room and a rainy day is as good a time as any - looks like a Tracey Emin installation at present even without the presence of an unmade bed which I find slovenly. Dinner tonight looks like it’s going to be something out of the freezer. Could be “surprise dip” but there might be sausages that need releasing - it’s all the rage. “Release the sausages” could be a battle cry against certain types who wear Lycra. Anyhow. Art bit - some more pouring of colour onto black ink. Hope your day unfolds in your favour. I had best make some koffy and then get on with that art room - I shall begin by sharpening all the available pencils in the art form of active procrastination.