I would like to say ‘good mornin folks’ but all I can muster at this time of day is ‘good afternoon folks’.
Just how, exactly, do logs sleep? In my attempt to find out last night I fell into a delayed jet lagged coma and did not wake until 1130. The little mocking wheel of wonderment, laughs and surprises seemed to be awake all night though. On questioning about the log thing it just, like the raven, said ‘nevermore’- or was it 5.4 - something like that.
Off for a walk and some hunter gathering at Morrisons after I finish my java. Might watch a film later and catch up on my book - far too many vehicles hanging around in queues today to venture out into loony land.
Have a wonderful day if you can, force yourself out under the big yellow ball of hotness and brush yourself with chip fat if you can’t.