FA.
More precisely, sweet FA.
Last week was difficult, for reasons I won't go into here. Next week is going to be even more difficult. (Same comment applies.) So I'm going to have a day off.
I got up late. The newspapers are spread out over the dining table and kitchen bench and any other free (or, more accurately, flat) surface in easy reach. The second test is on the radio. Coffee's brewing. And that's about the extent of my day.
Well, okay. I'll look for references to a really interesting comment made by PBD under Swanning around. But that's it.
Oh, and I'll be ringing my entomological friend to see if she's tracked down any information for Igor. But, really, that will be it.
