As you do..

All day yesterday (Sunday) I was feeling pretty wierded out. Not 100% sure why, woke up like it, spent all day being moody and reflective and I'm never very good with that. Lunchtime I decided to go and get the car cleaned. Winter is dreadful for silver cars, for a start all the really horrid black dirt clings to the spoilers at the back, and then the front gets covered in Salt and grit and crap from the road.

I was going to raid the shopping centre for some new jeans and assorted winter gear but the queue for the car park put me off.

So, decided in an unusual fit to head into the office and get some more work done (hence my post from the office about being all dedicated).

There's a pic here of how pretty the sky went around 4pm.

After that, realised I had nothing else to do, and was feeling very solitary and miserable in my own thoughts. I do my best sulking either with a good view or behind the wheel. So decided to combine the two and drive to Bristol. Yep, that's right. Bristol. For some reason my brain decided it wanted to be sitting and looking at the severn bridge swathed in fog with that strange hooting noise it makes.

Pointless experience valeting the car - it's covered in crap again from driving up and down to Bristol. The bridge did look very cool though, looming from the mist like... erm... like... erm... a big looming bridge. That wierd hooting noise sounded even more sinister because it was echoing around the fog. Unforunately it was very dark, so the camera struggled a lot, and the best shot I managed to get off is the one below.

As for all the thinking. Never came to any conclusions, revelations or decisions. Life is simply how it is, and there's nothing I can do about that. Actually it could be argued that the one decision I came to was to just get on with it. Sh*t happens and all that.