Much lack of warm, even more skywater, just as much atmospheric movement and I haven't seen dawn's crack for days.
Returned from the stale bread, gruel and his Maj's food run dahn Tesco, got there before seven of the am-bloody mayhem, lunatics all over the place scooping shelf loads of Crimbo stuff into their overloaded trolleys, blocking all the aisles and wandering around like zombies gazing into space.
What with that and the multitude of internet robots dressed in their "Onesies" creeping about and chatting in some foreign language it was not a pleasant experience.
Anyway, back to the heading, nature has not been good to poor old Angus, the elbow is still more than a bit painful, the old arteries are more than a bit clogged up and it seems that type 2 diabetes has taken hold.
Orf to Grimly Dark 'Orspital on the 8th of January to have the tubes reamed out (oh joy), and am on so many tablets that I don't know if I am punched or bored, but I am feeling a bit better.
On the good side his Maj is blooming, he is now a big lad and is still just as batty.
Many sorries to all readers and commenter's who have bothered to keep visiting, and not received a reply or a new post, once Crimbo is over I may begin blogging again.
So here's a Happy Crimbo to All and Sundry, wishing you good health and much luck of the good kind in the coming year.