I fell off the third run of the ladder yesterday........back upto the second
run now.

Today i had to go into the city for a meeting with my lawer, after that i
took a look in some cheap decorating places for ideas, outside of the shop i
found a purse on the bench, so i handed it in to a bank outside..its the
second time this has happend in the last few months, last time i had to do
some detective work to find the owner, spoke to the son of the old man and
when i told him he said it has a foto of his just dead wife....and was so
grateful to get it back. they turned up at my house unexpected, with the old
man clutching a bottle of whisky....im no angel, not perfect by a long way,
but i know my late nan would be looking down smiling, they brought me up to
be honest. f.ck i miss her.