Spent the morning in the North Sea wrestling with a tree log, then had tea in Wallsend, before returning home to Ryton, watching F1 and dozing off. And instead of waking up feeling grotty and thinking f*** it’s Sunday I won’t want to live, I woke up, it was still light outside, the dogs were dozing, perfect quiet, I had nothing to do … and it was lovely.
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