It's been a grey but rather warm day here chez Casa Reynard.
Slept well enough mostly, but woke up early and couldn't get back to sleep. Still feeling rather rubbish. Glands are up under my jaw, so thinking I might have picked up someone's lurgis on Saturday.
I have had a quiet day, mostly spent writing. But I did pick another load of alpine strawberries this morning, and I have enough to make another jar of jam.
Sometimes when I'm bored, I'll watch the shopping channels on TV - just for a laugh. It's junk food for the brain. I wouldn't want to be a presenter on those, having to be enthusiastic about selling stuff people don't need, for them to buy with money they don't have. But there was one bloke who used to be very funny when he sold bling. Couldn't remember his name, so did a bit of sleuthing with Mr Google. And actually found a load of clips on the Tube of You. The guy's name is John Scott btw. I think he sells sewing machines these days...
Anyway, I'm watching the football.