I too have the day off today. Was supposed to be doing the shopping and cleaning the living room carpet. It's bashing down outside and my stomach's playing up so I popped to the corner shop instead and at least we have bread for toast now and a bag of Quavers each.
I’d prefer not to think about Tory aides jingling if I can possibly avoid it. Unless it’s the jingling of the bells to warn passers-by that they have got leprosy.