Nothing to say today. Have spent most of the day writing so my brain is worn out.

I'm watching Most Haunted and turned to my left and saw these two visions of sleepiness. I couldn't resist putting it up.

Just wish I could put a soundtrack up as Murphy on the left is snoring his head off

Well you know I'm boring, well you must do if you've read me ramblings on here. But today is the day where I stood up in my living room and said.

'My name is Gary, and I'm a boring.'

So I've finally admitted it to myself so my therapy begins. I havent got much to report on my writings so I thought after yesterdays blog of a picture of Harvey and Murphy. I'd start another category in my blog.

Oh not another one I hear you cry, but yes I'm sorry to admit...

Well it's still bloody frozen up here, everything is gridlocked.

Nothing in or out.

'What are we going to do when the food runs out. Hang on a second can you smell that?' said Harvey.

He's a big lad,' Murphy said looking at Gary. 'He'll keep me and you going for a couple of weeks. You grab one leg and I'll get the other.'