Friday the 13th

I noticed the date while making breakfast this morning. Oh dear, it's that unlucky day again.

And it seems it's kicked in! Not only for me...

That spider that's made a nest in my outdoor table? After weeks of happy, safe living, the shrike discovered it this morning and pecked away the protective web it had woven. It couldn't get in deep enough to actually eat the spider, and we've rescued it by placing a rock over the hole. But it was a close call.

I did my usual garden-watering this morning. The hose got a kink in, and as I un-kinked it, mud splashed up against my pants. The ones I have to wear to work today.

Walking to work, an over-ripe plum dropped off the tree as I passed, landed in my shoe as I walked, and squashed as my heel came down before I could stop. Stained heel, plummy shoe - fortunately had some tissue here to remove the plum parts.

Now I'm sitting with a headache and eyestrain, and I haven't been looking at the computer for more than 10 minutes! I'm typing badly, constantly having to go back and correct mistakes. I got up with a sore back thanks to a 20-year old mattress - woken by the fridge's elements at the back starting up with a rattle (thought I'd fixed that days ago!) and a dog growly-rolling on my feet.

Dare I get in my car and go shopping this afternoon???