Dark Grey Dog

It must be the weather - or I perhaps suffer from SADs (or maybe just a sad old git) But today was a grim day. Woke up neck still stiff and sore. Headache. She who must be obeyed and dogs still snoring ! - Came down - looked out - dark grey - very windy. Went out to start car and there was rain in the wind. So put on rain wear. Got hot and sticky - on the way to work! Oxford Times day - great thick thing that won't go through the average letter box and so it went on. Got right round and found I had one Ox Times left ! Great - where was that supposed to go. Suddenly remembered - the house with the stone gargoyles (or perhaps small orcs!) They usually have an Ox Times. Check sheet - yep ! Now running late. All the way back down the A40 - very busy at this time (0855) check box and sho'nuff no Ox Times. Big sigh of relief. Notice now that van running v short of gas. Was going to fill it but now very late so - back to HQ and finish - Get home and pick up recycling bin lids - high winds put them all over the place, put our neighbour's bin back in his drive (it's well marked with his house number !) retrieve ours
and home is the hunter, home from the hill and the printed media distribution operative back from getting cold and wet
HO bloody HO
mog