Last night's, late night tweet.
(I know ... I know ... I am complicit by remaining on the platform owned by that nincompoop. But life is always constrained by compromises ...)
Long day. Hard work at times. Did some good (I hope). Back home, writing at the end of the day while Pink Floyd's 'Shine On You Crazy Diamond' plays in the background. I am a man of a certain age. Happy enough, mind you. What's the point if you can't (at the very least) strive?
That ... is a tired old Scottish guy.
Today, however, he's as fresh as a daisy.
Shine on.