Friday, yippee!
Monday might be fun tho as K p'd Y and I off again today and Y e-mailed me tonight to say that she had told S-A about how K plays cards on the puter when S-A isn't about, which is all very well but annoys us when K then gets stroppy about claiming to be busy!
P and P went out on bikes tonight, I said I would go but needed to go food shopping and by the time I got all thats sorted it was after 7 and I hadn't yet eaten so I didn't go! Instead I made a big saucepan of pasta sauce (it tastes a bit shit to be honest!) and watched Shawshank with a bottle of wine left from Christmas plus a pizza. Very nice too. And what a great film Shawshank still is. Felt a bit sad at bedtime - its funny how it grabs me now and again, when I'm least expecting it - I put my left over slices of pizza in the fridge and thought how it used to be. Any of the past 3-4 years E would have been out tonight celebrating her birthday getting drunk with her friends, which I don't doubt she is tonight. And I never had a problem with that. Then she would come home and raid the fridge and the definte first thing to go would be my left over pizza. But now, thoses slices are safe and I wish they weren't. Until/unless I eat them they will sit in that fridge for ever more, and that thought is what made me sad!

Went into town this morning and had a haircut. After I went over to Glos and watched Kai playing in a football tournament with J and C. Was what they call a partly cloudy day but when the sun came out it was very warm, so much so that I have a bit of a red face tonight!
Went to the quiz tonight, E not there again as she had gone out with all her friends for her birthday. Again, made me a bit glum to think that this day the last two years we hosted nice bbq parties for her birthday. It will never happen again. Similraly tonight at the quiz, it went ok (teamed with E's dad and Tony and David, two old guys who are always there) and we came 2nd. But after the quiz I felt sad. They all sit around and discuss upcoming village events and while I am included in the conversations I def feel like an outsider now, I'm not part of it anymore. I should make the effort to try and cut myself off, its the only way the pain goes. But its hard. As I was heading out of the village feeling a bit sorry for myself a fox ran out in front of me, I tried to break but I went over him, I felt a big bump. I turned round and went back and he was alive in the road, unable to do much but lift his head and look and try to drag himself off the road. I know foxes are considered vermin but I felt so sorry for it.