odespinner

The after work party was a success. I talked with new people as well as old friends and drank copious amounts of white wine. I might be foolish, but I left the bike at work and got a taxi home. After that my mind draws a blank. I woke up once on the sofa and in a startled reaction asked my wife some urgent meaningless question.

In the morning Cary Grant on the laptop in Mr Lucky eased me into a state of semi-wellbeing.His co-star was a socialite heading a war relief charity. He played a crime boss making his money out of gambling. Obviously they fell in love despite grandpa’s disapproval.

I had slept on my sunglasses, but the frames bent back into shape. I have ordered a second pair of glasses on the 2 for 1 deal. Reading glasses rather than varifocals. I haven’t totally given up on the varifocals which are fine for distance, but they annoy me for reading. All that lifting my head until the words come into focus.

Planned on walking into town to clear the head, but a lift in a taxi was too tempting to refuse. A bit of drizzle is just what I need as |I mooch about the shops. That and more paracetomol….nurse!