Listening to hymns on the iPod - most uplifting! I must remember not to sing along as it sounds dreadful. I used to have a soprano voice, but fags and gin have taken their toll. I now have a Camel based baritone, with vodka thrown in. So I tend not to sing, unless I'm by myself or with fellow drunks. The trouble is that I love singing!
Stayed up quite late last night and was awake at 0400 - I came down here and made myself a drink, watched the news and then managed to get back to sleep again. I still feel buzzy, but I think it's under control. Mind you, I always say that.
I have friends coming to supper tonight - a take away curry beckons. They are staying, so we can have a few drinks and maybe stay up a bit later than normal. Tomorrow I'm having lunch with the ex.
I spent 16 years in the RAF defending the Free World , then got bunged out unceremoniously for being bipolar. I and was subsequently diagnosed with PTSD. Funny old world, isn't it?