First of three days off and it’s chucking it down, bang go the planned tasks for the garden.

Instead I’m finding that Bloggerheads has called it a day (you really MUST watch his parting shot), and that I should’ve read some Isaac Asimov. I’ve no idea why I didn’t to be honest.

Right, I’m off to veg in front of the TV watching daytime telly… but not before I answer a burning question: Should I get dressed or spend the day in my dressing gown?