Bacon sarnies
There’s no other reason for that title other than I’ve just had one. With an egg for good measure. The egg in fact was only an hour or so old as I’d just been down to the stables and while I was there I stuck my head in on the chickens. The fresh air was welcome as I’m feeling a bit tired this morning after attempting to stay up for a bit of RSV2 on the 360 with the new DLC. I’m finding it harder to stay up late these days and where as my old Friday night patterns were on after Jonathan Ross till the early hours I now barely remember the opening titles. Its a small conciliation that I’ve just popped the TV on and found the Sky box tuned to the Magic channel, the music channel for thirty something females, which means even if I had stayed away so would have Jayne and I’d have had a OK corral style showdown as to who was having TV control. A battle which last night, at least, I conceded. I shall renew my efforts tonight with fresh determination as I’m off for a break early next Friday. No doubt when I return after two weekends away everyone will have forgotten about RSV2 and its DLC.
