Getting out

Just been glancing back through my recent posts. I really should get out more.

Having a job - and not relishing work with a hangover - limits my outings on weekdays.

"Remember to put a label, dad"

"Andrew, I hadn't forgotten." I always have labels. Still can't find my old posts when I need to. Why do you think I did the books? To keep track of my material.

Saturday is my day out. A couple of hours in Wildeman with Mike. This is no more entertaining than my endless quotes from old books, is it?

Oh look, dick in the hole. Or is it spotted toad? My tea.