September 1st, 2018


"What it was was football."

The problem with doing these evening entries is that, by the time I get around to actually writing them, I'm too tired to be bothered. Anyway, I did write today. Not as much as I would have liked, but hopefully I'll do better tomorrow. And then we headed out to my mother's in Leeds for BBQ and football and laundry.

Oh, and at least I slept last night. That helped.


10:44 p.m.