Hayfever is a massive dickhead. Sat here next to an open window.
Working today, then tonight’s my last evening in my mates’ house so I’m planning to go for a run, have a bath, then play piano. Been doing the same the last two nights, and frankly it’s idyllic.
Tomorrow I’m down to see my boy, and he’s taking me for a birthday picnic (hayfever may spoil this day). I believe my ex wife is then buying me a takeaway for dinner. Delightful.
Sunday’s a birthday thing for a friend. Will show my face.