I’ve been quite tired lately. Fynn and I have fished quite a lot. Partly because we love it but maybe it’s also been a distraction. 16th May was the 4th anniversary of my dad dying and today is 4 years since his funeral. Life is passing me by so fast. How long I’ll live or how old I’ll get to I don’t know. My mood has tailed off. It’s maybe why I’m tired. Who knows. I’m not too interested in much at the minute. I’ve no idea why I’m writing this either.
