Well, an e-mail has flooded in followed closely by a text message confirming an appointment for a castration of a Cocker Spaniel.
( That might well be a wrong number ).
I well remember as a child being fascinated by the predictions of Nostradamus. Not least the end of the world in 2012.
I remember that well, what I did last week is a complete mystery.
Anyway I made it. The world didn't end, ( yet ). I suppose there's time, but please not before my pub lunch with the family,
and the rest of my presents turning up.
The day has started well. I'm looking forward to the rest of it.
Cheers, Alan.