Vignette

So it’s been another mundane day. Ping reports from Malaysia that his parent’s house may be structurally unsound, so visiting the family for New Year is proving more eventful than he had expected.

My sister is mailing me Valentine’s cards to post on her behalf.

Brett is struggling with various programming languages I’ve never heard of as he tries to develop a member’s website for the Chorus.

Work is incredibly quiet at the moment. The only sound to be heard is the slurping of tea and the crunching of biscuits and the occasional crunch of The Croc setting off another round.

Maybe tomorrow will bring fulfilment. Or at least something more interesting to write about…