So, as Grayson Perry's Xmas tree has left the building along with Simona.
I have reclaimed the office after 9 years..
I can now no longer procrastinate regarding the autobiography, last attempted about 9 years ago..
I have no excuses now, it's a level 4 lockdown oh! and it's Xmas time.
Decorations are up and the xmas drinks & tasty comestibles avec covid supplies are overflowing.
A relative 'horn o' plenty...
Brutus the cat, has also now relocated to Streatham and has opposition..
It came to me in a flash, whilst sitting here in the 'born again office....
Sim left me loads of notepads, pens, printer even, She's always been egging me to get started...
It's amazing what is located around the place one calls home, pictures, birth certificates,
photo albums and many memories located in books & music.
I'm off to St Bartholomew's for midnight xmas eve mass tomorrow, It's great fun, haven't done it for years..
To much fun over there in the Sun..
Last time I was there we buried Bruce.....
Happy Christmas all, 'be lucky!......
Ps: It could be worse........'always look on the bright side..
