I woke around 10ish. Not really in the mood to do anything so I just lounged about. I tidied Wanda and sorted the mess.
I made a bacon and egg sandwich and tried the watch the grand prix on the iPlayer. The intenet was up and down though so I eventually gave up.
I was bored so I went to the pub. I got chatting to this amazing old guy, Jimmy, he told me how he’d been to prison and then ended up being a sniper for the government in South Aftica and in Northern Ireland. I asked him what his wisdom for life was and he said: There are two ways you can go, left or right… That confused the hell out of me so I headed back to Wanda.
I watched some TV then went to bed. Its odd being alone. I’m not used to it.