Saturday, 18 February 2017

granted, grattler

three hours more sleep, better. The dizzy old head, haircut last night.
Not well done, cut with care and attention, but somehow not well done. the hair will not stay in place and stands up on end.
Oh well get, go to the bathroom, wash the face, brush the teeth.

Let the cat in, it had been locked out into the corridor at it´s own request  earlier in the morning.

Oh mee ow

dress

good morning

kitchen

good morning son

start clearing up the bits of stuff left on the table, throw away the plastic waste.

The son is at his computers, an all consuming hobby. He is twelve, perhaps this is all right.

Make coffee, the wife hears the bialetti burbling, and there she is cup in hand.

Saturday Morning

Day off of work.
Uff uf of

And it is good to rest alone in the arms of the family.

Take for granted, taken for granted

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