I find myself with a moment to spare.
Herself has vanished [nothing unusual there – she has a habit of doing that] and for the first time it is a tad damp outside.
I found myself a gaff that has free Interweb so I thought it would be a chance to catch up on my spam, offers of Russian love matches and warnings from banks I don't belong to that my account is about to be closed.
Having cleared down about two hundred mails [and deleted ’em all] and checked to make sure my bank account is not too overdrawn [thought doubtless Herself is doing her damndest to rectify that as I type] I thought I would prattle up a few words.
I am at present ensconced in Café Cois Cuan on the way into Schull. A grand wee spot [they like dogs and keep topping up my coffee whether I want it or not] and as I mentioned – they have free Interweb.
I would invite you all to drop in and buy me fresh coffee or cake [they do fucking lovely food here], but there isn't really much point as by the time you read this, I'll be long gone again.
Not much to report here. Sunshine [except today], walks, reading, pints, and generally doing nothing to pass the time. Not giving the Interweb much thought.
Keep talking amongst yourselves, and I might be back in action in a week or so.
Herself still hasn't made an appearance [ominous?].
Time for another coffee.