What nonsense life is. Sometimes bugger-all is going on and at other times so much is happening one does not know which way to turn...Dean has fallen asleep on my floor during cooking dinner. The beef casserole is in the slow cooker already so it can only improve in flavour.
One of us has to stay up until the cash goes in the bank after twelve midnight, so it can be transferred to the bills' account before the direct debits are called for. One of us ought to make it. :))
I'm having a smoke and watching a couple of quiz shows. I may go to sleep for a while too.