so it goes.

01 Sep

  • 2024

    Very standard Sunday. A dog walk, a food shop, some football on the TV that Mrs Basil would rather forget. Currently fighting for my life with heartburn.

02 Sep

  • 2024

    Pretty much managed to avoid being distracted and finished something on my to-do list at work. The yard is being overrun with slugs, much to Mrs Basil’s despair. Starting to run out of salt.

03 Sep

  • 2024

    Very annoying day at work pulled from one thing to another and back again. I’m quite cranky. Lead dev is back from vacation tomorrow, thank fuck. Dog was annoying this evening as usual.