little bit of sun pierces the clouds, and the day starts to look bright. it don't last long. i must admit it's always cold here even when the sun is out. sometimes i find a patch of square sunshine that comes through a window and just bathe in it for moments. 

im not 100%, some sort of weird cold symptoms, eyes water, nose dribbles and i'm tired but it's not bad enough to stop me doing anything. i'm hanging out with mum, i thought she may have a few things to do but it turns out all she wants to do is sleep and watch tv. 

i catch up on some reading, currently re reading irvine welsh's ' dead men's trousers,'  a fantastic story that has me laughing aloud but also harrowing in parts. these characters if you are a trainspotting fan have come a long way, they have the most incredible arcs as characters and a group. 

i set out looking for his new book, 'long knives,' but it's literally sold out all over london. 'dead mens' is really good second time around. a fantastic writer, i have a lot of admiration for his particular brand of talent.