I've been feeling like shit and been hammering takeaway and junk food the last few days, so I'm forcing myself out the flat to try and feel vaguely human again
I am still in SCOTLAND so the boy is coming back over. For someone who wasn’t all that keen on moving over to Ireland I am having a hard job of getting him back to Scotland.
I unexpectedly took a wrong exit off the motorway yesterday but was rewarded by driving past THE St Winifred’s School OF ‘There’s no one quite like Grandma’ fame.