Here I am, a few spare minutes in the day, and I can’t think of anything to say. I’m sure there’s a million things to say, heaven knows a day seldom goes by when I think to myself “That would be good to blog about”, but not today.
I’m oddly tired, a combination of lots of work, hayfever and a wife in an odd mood (borderline depressed and I can’t think why or how to help, I’ve even asked, but I’m not sure she’s sure, or wanting to tell me anyway).
So, not much else to say really. I’m sure I’ll think up something clever or interesting soon, just not today.