Sunday morning, Archers Omnibus edition over, rugby not due to start for another four hours; thinks, what to do now?
Well it’s a glorious morning and the lawns need mowing, but I really don’t much feel like being useful just now. I’ve half a mind to sit and condense the next instalment of Happy Jack’s blog (Saline Drip) even though I know I really ought to be doing something useful.
I’m tempted too to go out with the camera for a while, but SWMBO has gone out and left her keys on the table, so if I go out and she comes back I’ll most certainly be in the dog-house and really don’t fancy joining the kennel club again today!
There’s ironing to be done… 
Oh bugger, what’s a chap to do?