Presidential shenanigans and roast potatoes - In the name of Thiago - Day 306
I feel really rough. As if a recent attack of the Chalfonts wasn't enough, I've now got a nasty little stomach bug developing. The early evening has consisted of rather too much time sat on the Rick Witter and not enough time looking forward to a weekend with the girls. Damn it.
But looking beyond any physical ailments I may be experiencing, it's been a pretty reasonable day. Busy but reasonable. I started it by going out for a walk with the good lady. Only a short one mind, not anything in the ilk of what I completed three weeks ago! But getting out, especially in a time of lockdown is something to be savoured and the simple act of being out in the fresh air seems to invigorate me. Angelica certainly felt the benefits of it as well.
Right I need to excuse myself again I'm afraid ladies and gents. Worry ye not about my personal bank balance but if you can spare a few pennies for the fundraiser then that would be most splendid. Night all.