The way out

I have a plan to combat the Winter Blues. I’m going to lose myself every evening in films, games, drumming and alcohol and just ignore the outside world until March. 
Philippa was out being sporty tonight so I had a chance for a trial run. I had a quick tea when I got in, then bashed the Hell out of my drums for ninety minutes. Then I had a quick shower, opened a bottle of wine, and threw myself into WWE wrestling on my games console of choice. It was, I have to say, marvellous.
Tomorrow night I’m planning Led Zeppelin, Stella Artois and “Mr Smith Goes To Washington”
Marvellous.

RC 29-10-15