Saturday night was fun Bruce the builder popped round, good to see him and he brought his dog along too. Good to have a dog in the house again, for a while at least.
Also there for Saturday night shenanigans were Christine and Jem.
Fast forward to Monday and Ian arrived at lunchtime, so he and I wondered down to The Just Reproach for a few beers.
I picked-up 8 1930's volumes of H. G. Wells from the Oxfam bookshop.
I'm still very down about the loss of Amber. Keep expecting to find her waiting for me when I get home. Keep thinking I see her out of the corner of my eye when walking into a room.
I think I want the new year to start now. That way I can try and get into some sort of routine.