I've woken up extraordinarily tired this morning less than a week after I came back on holiday to charge my batteries. This will never do! Yesterday was one of those quiet paperwork days that turned manic. The phone didn't stop ringing and I had a two hour stint out in the middle of it to fetch Louis into the minor injuries unit at the hospital where I work. Nothing serious. Just an over cautious first aider at the school who thought his pinkie needed checking out after he'd crushed in a broken chair, as being a boy Lou suffers pain more acutely than women. I think that he'd convinced him that his suffering was worse than childbirth. After a bit of waiting out a humongous plaster was replaced by a tiny one. Bit embarrassing yesterday. Then a pleasant night out in Plymouth to end the day in a relaxing way turned farcical in a restaurant where it took three hours to have a curry. I'm afraid that the poor well meaning owner won't be in business for long. I drove home exhausted, a bit past my bedtime and crawled under the sheets. Aaargh!
Anyway the brain is not in gear so I can't get it together to think about a proper subject to write about today. But can anyone tell me. If you enlarge the picture on the left you'll see a little rodent scurrying next to the kerb? We spotted this cutie in Plougerneau last. Can anyone tell me if he's a plain old boring house mouse or something different? I'm sure that I could figure it out on the Internet myself but forgive me. I'm feeling a little lazy!