December 1st, 2006

Blythe

Remember, remember, the ... first of December?

Man, cloudy, 52, and ick out there. What a great day to have off work! Except, well, we're going to look at some art this morning, and I think riding on a train in the rain (on the plain?) sounds fun. shadowdaddy made some crumpets with poached eggs on them for breakfast and we sipped tea and read the paper and it was all very civilized.

Now for 48 hours without computer. Watch me die! Alternately, watch me melt into a puddle at the Thermae Bath Spa. I hope I can convince shadowdaddy that it would be more fun than going to the Bath Christmas Market...