I Can't Get Started
Usual Monday morning seasickness. Feel as though I'm meant to be elsewhere, bed probably. I'm not one of nature's early risers and never have been happy with waking before 9 o'clock. Monday's are the worst cos no matter how I try I always end up drinking late on Sunday. Monday AM finds me gripped by enniu - I have work to do but somehow I just can't get started.
The past weekend seems like a blur. Someone asked me what i got up to but I can't remember. I did visit my friend Alastair's underwear shop to pick up my new swim trunks...Mrs. Cyclo got a new dress and shoes (not from Mr Smith's, obviously)....think that's all.
Large parts of Saturday and Sunday evenings devoted of course to the Tour. It's beyond me why ITV4 can't extend their excellent weekend two hour broadcasts through the week. After all, the constant reruns of The Rockford Files and MacMillan and Wife are repeated several times through the day so there's really no reason not to fill part of their schedule with racing. If you're a Sky customer you get it. Why not the rest of us? Bah.
Worried life is passing you buy as you waste your life polishing cutlery? Me neither but www.spoonshine.co.uk these guys are. More nonsense later.
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