aaaaw! I got up near 9am, very very rare thing.

Laurel had destroyed a bird and the body was in the hallway, with feathers duvet every which way in the loo.

I picked him up and threw him in a paper bag in the bin.

Dad was with mother at LOUIS XIV restaurant, a snobby fancy expensive lunch place in my hometown. It used to be a bakery and I worked there for a while, under a boss with the same name as my mother.