Night fall

There's a fine mist enveloping the City, gentle raindrops begin to fall... quite invigorating. Max has a late night stir fry after his visit to Air Cadets, now catching up on his 'Eastenders'. I shamefully cracked and consumed a wicked Bacon and Egg sandwich, ashamed of myself.
We tend to be more comfortable with wet weather in Britain, and then rationalise our instant desire for Carbs etc, which strikes me as very reasonable. Work tomorrow and the challenge of correlating the time sheets with the actual hours, lovely stuff!.
I should sleep well tonight, just think of the Time sheets, that will do it!.