...to my garage.

My cunning plan to free up more writing time has come to fruition. I'm refurbishing and making shabby chic tables and chairs in my spacious 3-car garage with associated utility room and state of the art finishing shed.

It's all been fitted out with a cabinetmakers benches storage etc and the first few table sets have come off the production line.

I now spend the first 3 hours of the day writing and then do my woodwork, with coffee...

Okay so I spat my dummy out a month ago and apparently it was spotted by astronauts at the International Space Station.

The wife says I was menstrual which according to my mother, it runs in the family. The male Compton’s, allegedly, have an occurrence like this every 54 years.

So, it’s a medical fact. Phew I thought I was nuts.

I remember once taking the micky out of someone who did the same and thinking what a silly billy. I would never do that!...

You may wish to check out the BAWLB website for a story that'll warm the cockles of your heart - if you have one.

I say this as I know for a fact a few people here are powered by micro-engineering, complex software and robo-chocolate.

As everyone knows I go to bed around 1-2AM.

It's 10ish and a blizzard is blowing outside. Even with my heating blasting, 2 dogs either-side and the real fire burning. I'm still freezing my nuts off.

I don't usually feel the cold so I've just made myself fish and chips, poured myself a very large whisky, and I'm going to bed.

Even the dogs will get blankets over them tonight.

If we had hash tags on Chrons it would be #endoftheworld...

That's right. If it wasn't for the support of the bookshops and the libraries us writers would be nothing.

Depending when you view, you may need to scroll down my timeline. Librarians are everything!!

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