Man alive, it's been a down in the dumps Monday. A couple too many beers last night and nothing to do all day made everything rotten. Proper "right, there's a hole in my sock, forget it I'm not going out. I'm going to sit on my arse and watch The Wizard of Oz. This town is miserable anyway. I should book a flight to somewhere good and live there forever" kinda stuff.
Weetabix for breakfast though.