It was a frosty start to the day here in good old Margate but the sun is quite dazzling now. The road outside is littered with rubbish from the house next door. My front wall was decorated with beer bottles until I removed them. Some people have no pride in their surroundings.
Moving across the room to get my smoking apparatus each time I want to smoke, has cut down my habit by 75%. Amazing really. Just goes to show what a lazy old tart I am. I am pretty desperate for a ciggie now, but I keep telling myself to wait until this is finished.
My new war game has defeated me, so far. I have returned to the comfort of my old favourite.
Robin, I had fried eggs on toast for breakfast, ‘cause you planted the idea in my head and I could not shift it…Yummy.