Following Tuesday’s “Bad Day” I’ve rallied rather a lot (thanks to everyone who asked how I was and sent their best wishes).
I realised everything was OK again whilst walking home late last night in some thick fog, when I found myself laughing and grinning at the spooky majesty of it. I even briefly imagined Trev walking out of the fog to say “All right, Stu?”
And again, this morning, seeing all the spider-webs heavy with dew also made me smile.
“A hungry day to be a spider,” I thought.