morphing

Mood is still average to low today. I seem to have mislaid the energy to accost strangers in the park and ask them to be friends with me. And I'm frightened I myself am turning Swiss. I tut-tut if people wander round the flat with outdoor shoes on and I now regularly buy UHT milk despite the freshest, highest-quality dairy produce in every corner shop.

Soon it will be winter and people might expect me to interact athletically with snow.

Fat chance.

I'll sit it out swaddled in a giant duvet surfing for I'm a Celebrity*

*I cracked yesterday. I think I'd like Nancy to win. She has a kind face.