So today I was going to go and see the Tour de France depart not very far away from here, but I ate a bad lettuce and spent most of the day in bed. The rest of the day I spent doing some paintings that look like they were painted by someone with stomach cramps so I'm not posting them. But I worked out some good bits of story.
The most frustrating this is that I'll get a tasty take-away delivered any minute now because a friend is visiting and treating us to one. Oooooh I hope I can eat it!!!