Should we talk about the weather

no we shouldn't, but we shall.

Spring sprung yesterday, thought twice about it today and tucked back into rain. This has had a devistating effect on our mood (that and insomnia, and in between the insomnia horrible nightmares about an End of Days scenario with our fucking Feckless Leader)

(just remembering the dream leaves me unsettled - think good thoughts - hmmm, bunny rabbits! hmmm, George Clooney!)

that's better.

crikey, words are not coming, and I was hoping to carefully phrase what happened on Sunday with FLFF. Perhaps I will try later...