Sunday swears it's forgetting something

I've had a lovely pub roast, followed by a coastal path walk.
Now sat in the hot tub while Mandy's waiting to watch some tractors go past :bad:
 
I have opted for an INDIAN due to feeling pretty lousy. The cold has got worse as the day has gone on.
 
I have opted for an INDIAN due to feeling pretty lousy. The cold has got worse as the day has gone on.
I do find a good indian to be quite medicinal. Must be the spice.
 
All the dinner is prepped/on and I’m comfrotbaly high/pissed watching Pulp Fiction. I’ve got so much going on for weeks now so this moment of slowness is fucking bliss.
 
I've done all the moving and tidying I can and the room is very warm and already quite homely, so I may just curl up on the sofa and nod off to a Margaret Atwood interview.
 

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