Fireworks tonight, on the stroke on ten. Queen Victoria.
P has been down at the terminals this afternoon changing the posters for her arrival, and I think he's back in tomorrow to take them down once she's gone.
The intense display lasted all of five minutes.

Fourteen left. Three last night and four tonight, in three hours. That's FAST!
Once I get below ten (end of Monday) I can see the end of the road.
Working well though. For the first time in FOUR YEARS my bank account was in CREDIT before I put december's pay cheque in.
That is so cool. And it does really look like the outstanding credit card balances will be closed this year.
Still paying the same amount per month, but now it goes much further as the interest payments come down.

I have just listened to a discussion on the radio that has referred to our society as "atomised". That's a good phrase.
Tx and I were talking today about the photo in the paper of five girls in Leicester arrested on New Year's Eve wearing nothing but mini-skirts and white boots.
Without wanting to sound like a party pooper, there is an issue of self-respect here I think that is lacking and somehow (why?) eroding the values of our society.

Could be a big rant - but I can't be doing with it now.

Boy's haircut day. And out for a walk with Girl 3 as she undertakes her first photography project for art.
This is the first day since Christmas that we are all (releatively) well enough to go out without provision for sickness. Looking up.

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