White snow from a leaden sky.

28.11.2015. An inferior wine can ruin sleep and cause head pains in the morning. A known fact, not worth writing about really.

The cat comes in to the bedroom, loud purrs, and commences to tread the human lying there, a steady tread-left right left right. It always does that when it wants to be fed.

        It does not need it, it is not underfed.

        Bathroom wash and shame, it is too late anyway now. Eight in the morning, a raturday. The third or fourth week now out of work, on sick leave from work. Now it is clear as to why insurance is a good idea. A sheet of glass, breaking, tears a hard. And then there is an endless amount of money to pay. Doctors, hospitals, employers, all get theirs..

        Return from the bathroom, the coffee is made, the son has stopped watching Tom and Jerry and is getting ready for the big performance today at eleven. Dressed in black with a white shirt, long hair combed. A respectable little eleven year old.

 His hair is longer than that of most of the girls in his class, a red mane over his shoulders.. His pride, he likes it that way, and it looks quite okay.

        And sit here, look out of the window as it starts to snow.

                White snow from a leaden sky.