It was a gorgeous day, what do I care about international politics. Nyr! Who cares about Politics. It is the equivalent of a reality TV show. Or is that a car crash. You just can't help but look.
The dogs got a bath, then we took them out in the sunshine to dry. A bit of shopping. A chicken curry for lunch.
It was a beautiful day, the sun shone, it was near on perfect. It was everything a Sunday should be.
Pork for dinner. Then house renovation shows on the teev.
And life is good.
It is a gorgeous summer's evening.
And it all ends, my time off, and I have to feel a little sad by that. Work tomorrow. I hope, if I keep my head down, no-one will bother me and I can just get my stuff done and then sign out.
That it the best I can hope for, left alone, do my work uninterrupted, sign out at 3pm. Now, there's a work day for you. Wish me luck.
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