L asks if anyone commented on my new head injury. Oh yes, lots of comments. The police will be round to speak to her soon I imagine.
Scruffys is now toast, although we already knew that. Now it actually is called Toast.
Although I don’t think they sell any, it’s mainly cakes, and it’s not a great name for a prosperous business. Italian beers... not much to tempt me.
L is out in Derby and I’m dog training, where it’s dark so no one notices the damage.
(Monday 23rd September)