Before anyone gets too excited this has nothing whatsoever to do with ‘that‘ bedside beaker discussion.
It’s just that it’s late and dark so I was flicking through the dozens of pictures Boy Three took this morning while I was failing to have a lie in this morning to see if I found something suitable.
Here’s my bed head with the contents of my bedside table beside it. Tissues, a mug from last night’s green tea, a glass of water, books – mostly unread – and my specs. The rock ‘n’ roll that packs my life is evidently not on the bedside table.
What’s on yours?
Remarkably similar to my bedside table! I really enjoyed The Sense of an Ending