It is a beautiful day, the sort of Autumn day everyone loves (except maybe John). I even think I may manage to get my washing out and dry today -just maybe. Last night I was delighted (as I put the bins out) to enjoy one of those moments when the air is still but slightly crisp after a lovely sunny day, a slight mist was in the air making all the views look spectacular and there was a smell of wood burning stoves (which served to make me slightly jealous that I don't have one). We can't complain at the weather in Lancashire right now.
But I am out of sorts!
I woke with a headache, which is my own bloody fault, because I didn't really eat yesterday. I couldn't rouse myself to do so. So instead had a bag of crisps for my tea! I know, what has happened to the male answer to Rosemary Shrager? Well, all I can say is that he took a holiday for the day and took a leaf out of 'mums gone to Iceland' book instead. And what is a good life loving, frugal minded man doing with crisps in the house anyway, you may well ask?
So I need to rouse myself and get a bit of motivation today, I think the garden needs a good tidying up, and I definitely need to eat something wholesome. Actually I just feel like going back to bed and watching a re-run of the x-files.
The truth is out there.
Which reminds me, it turns out that I live in the middle of a UFO hotspot. There have been 44 sightings of unidentified flying objects in the skies around Bacup and Whitworth hills since 1977.
Will give me something else to look for during the long winter nights....