Sundays were made to be

Sundays were made to be spent at the pace I’ve set so far today – getting up late, long soaks in the bath, easy chats on the phone with good friends, strolls through town (bumped into Tim W, who also seemed to be in fine Sunday form), a light lunch of fresh bread and boiled eggs. Unfortunately, the day is now going to be spoilt by having to do homework for my course. Guh.