Again. Don't read this. I've nothing to write

You know when you're astonished by the levels people will sink to? That. We should be relaxing tonight after a long, hard day of work. We're not. We're wrangling. We're trying to make sense of things...

Anyway, that's enough of that. Fiona stayed the night last night and we woke up with mist swirling around our sitting room window.

She was doing a session in a rather grotty area of Holloway, so we drove her down there first thing this morning, before coming home and working all day.

I don't really feel like writing anything more.