30% had arranged a Theatre Day in Birmingham with 'Chelle and Mummy Sheila. They headed off a little after nine o'clock, leaving me home alone for most of the day.
This morning I did what any man would do, when not under the watchful eye of their spouse ... absolutely nothing, other than ablutions, a little light reading and imbibing coffee.
There was a bitter breeze once again, making me very reluctant to seek jobs outside, but the lawns really did need attending to.
In the early afternoon I donned coat and hat, and spent a couple of hours mowing the lawns at the back of the house. They now look much tidier, but, as soon as I had finished, I was very keen to retire, make a hot drink, light the fire, and plonk my arse in front of it.
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