1st February

And February begins beneath the rain. January slipped away with a whimper, despite having been a bit of a bumper month for us. Quiet times ahead I fear which may give rise to the need for job hunting. How scary is that thought? Not sure we can spread ourselves much thinner but we may not have the choice. I am slowly coming to the conclusion that I am a liquorice allsorts addict. I ate 3 packets yesterday. I have no nasty side effects from the black stuff, and I can't get enough of it. I particularly like the pink beaded aniseed ones. I can feel the craving returning as I think about them. Damn Bertie Bassett. Damn him.