Busy Doing Nothing
I have been sitting here since tucking the younger children into bed an hour or so ago, and have achieved absolutely nothing.
My other half has just begun watching some TV detective show where half of a village kill each other every week. It's called “Midsomer Murders”, and takes place in the fictitious county of “Midsomer”, where I'm surprised anybody is either still alive, or would dare live. It's always the respectable ones the murderous choir master, the jilted vicar's wife, or the maniac policeman's daughter.
Anyway. I have a glass of wine now. All is well with the world.
Back to the surfing.
As you were