Alright?

Tis moi. Out of bed and feeling SLIGHTLY jollier than earlier's effort. I'm determined to write a song today but may need a tad more inspiration than an hour long episode of Eastenders to get my creative juices flowing. So, unless anyone has any good ideas I think I'm going to lock myself in the basement with a pen and songbook until I write something usable.. Fluffy is grinning like she comes from Cheshire as she knows she might get a little lap space while I'm down there. She often wangles her little self under the Queen Bee and purrs as loudly as she can until I give up and give her some attention. She's not a bad sort this little cat. Hmmmm. Right. Bye for now.