Sunday Bloody Sunday. What a great song. Really encapsulates the frustration of a Sunday doesn't it.

For the last week, I have persisted in wearing a jumper to work in the morning. From next week I shall go jumperless, therefore I fully expect an immediate and violent change in weather on Monday afternoon in time for my journey home.

Dry January going well. Cheers.

We have entered that time of year when most people don't know what day of the week it is, and absolutely NOBODY has any clue when their bins will next be collected. #Christmas

I gave up midweek drinking last month, but I have a Sherry based Advent calendar. Enforced binging of Bristol Cream every Friday is almost certainly what Jesus would have wanted.

This monstrosity landed on my car recently. Biggest bird poo I've ever seen. And the seemingly horizontal angle of impact is mind-boggling. If anyone has proof of anything more substantial, I will be mightily impressed.

First Saturday on here. Will this become another social media app that I rarely use... who knows!