Yesterday I was woken up at 8am by the postman. It was my replacement Nexus fan and light controller... Overclockers just got under the line on this, having used up all their lives in the Rimmell 3 contacts and you're out rule when dealing with companies. I crawled back into bed (not feeling too good) only to be woken again just before 9am. It was Marcus... I think I mumbled something about "what's the time?" and "Uggh!" and "I'm asleep... Ugggh!". Marcus said he would head off in that case. It was only after I had closed the door and gone back to bed it registered in my some what numb brain that it was chucking it down and Marcus was looking very damp. A pang of guilt was soon washed away by Morpheus and I drifted back into oblivion.
I think I got up around 2pm. It was around this time the second delivery arrived, birthday type thing for Uncle Nemesis who will be 75 on the 2nd of April and an A3 scanner... Which despite not having been plugged in has already paid for it's self. Went to the bank. I'm running out of time to sort out this years money before it becomes next years money... What little there is left of it after paying for dad's care and storing his stuff and the money for renting his place hasn't come through yet.
On the way back from the bank I noticed this little fellow...
...stuck down the drain. He was absolutely knackered from trying to crawl out. As there is already one of his mates squashed flat on the road outside my flat I decided a better place for him / her would be The Uncle Nemesis back garden. His garden is amphibian heaven with frog friendly ponds and habitat designed for hibernation.
Can someone tell me if it's a frog or a toad? I'm a bit clueless when it comes to amphibians.