Today was quiet. And it was warm. I love weekends.
Had to go to Stratford, pretty boring, marched, survived, so did siblings. Beardman seemed bemused.
Then everyone nicked off. After wasting far too much time on youtube, found myself some stuff to talk about in this essay. Haven't started writing yet though.
Think I've made a mistake.
Anyway, found some more Nero's Day at Disneyland, which is good.