so it goes.

21 Sep

  • 2024

    But of a nondescript Saturday. A lie in while Mrs Basil watched a film for work research. She took the dog out while I did some chores, I messed around on my computer, then it was my turn to walk the dog while Mrs Basil was frustrated by Man United.

22 Sep

  • 2024

    Mrs Basil is a bit bummed cos today would have been the start of an exciting job if it hadn’t been cancelled. As it was it was a mostly lazy Sunday… The weekend went to quick and I very much can’t be fucked with another week right now.

23 Sep

  • 2024

    Another Monday, urgh. Didn’t get a great deal done but am in a mood where I don’t really care. It rained all day pretty much nonstop. A poetic way to start the autumn. Mrs Basil and the dog arrived home like drowned rats.