Friend called unexpectedly to see if I wanted to go browsing at the Range with her. I can't think of anything I'd rather not do on a busy Saturday.
Explained I'd not go but had a coffee and chat in the house for an hour. As she left she said she was sorry I'm not doing so well and hoped I might get our for a drive next week. Now I feel there's something wrong with me for enjoying just being at home.
Any Rain Anywhere, Or Are We In A 1976 Timewarp?
The early release scheme it's a gimmick and helps no-one but criminals. Just build more prisons.
