Well, I was thinking that it might be a good idea to use up a spare hour or two at college to write my blog. However, I had overlooked the small point that screens in the computer room can all be seen from the door and I do not want to give up my anonymity just yet. I am therefore typing in a word processor, and will paste it in at a later date. There, you see, my brain still works even after only six hours sleep. I would nap this afternoon, but I have my contacts in, so must stay awake.
Thanks to Daisy for the link to the bookshelf photographing meme (see comments in previous post). I may have a go at that at some point in the future.
I’m sure, when I started typing this, I had a lot of stuff to say, but it has all gone. In the words of the inept waitress from Victoria Wood: As seen on TV (I think):
It’s cream of…
… no, I’ve forgotten.
Oh how we laughed, and still are laughing about ten years later.
I am just talking rubbish now – I will continue later.
I think it is time that I visited the library and planned my reading for the next few weeks.