Eventide

What is a boy to do? Evening is now starting earlier all the time, and once night has actually fallen, it feels like the day is totally over and all I should do is go to bed. I'll never get anything done this way, eh? And since SurreyChris has just popped over and gone (nice chat, man would talk hind leg off donkey), it really is time to go to bed! However, for some reason I start to feel guilty about getting my bike fixed when he's about....as if I'm selling out my biking heritage, such as it is. Ah well. It's rot, really, I should just get the thing looked at and have done with it; as Steve B would say, if it were a car I'd have no qualm in the slightest. Have to look at it like this.

This was going to be a longer post of greater interest, but I've run out of steam. Such is life! Seems to be my catchphrase of the moment! Blub blub blub......off to sort out my bag for tomorrow and bloody hell it's a moth! Great big one flying in the window....always good for a shock!

Bedtime the noo.....laters.....