Thursday, April 30, 2009

Yellow paper, out and home now.

1. I make myself feel better by drawing rude pictures on sticky notes of villains in the ridiculousness at work.

2. At lunchtime, we go out. Away from the office and into the woods and fields, where we would rather have been right from the start.

3. Coming home -- the door is open to get some air circulating round our abandoned flat -- stripping off my boots and coat, washing my hands and starting on supper.