It's been a mostly grey and chilly day here chez Casa Reynard.
Did not sleep well, as my brain wouldn't switch off. I got co-opted rather last minute into contributing to an upcoming motor racing publication - the book goes to print on Friday, so I was flat out yesterday, looking up stuff in my archive, scanning bits and cross-checking the manuscript for errors and omissions. Other than grabbing a bite to eat, I was at it for some fifteen hours straight. I also did some more on that today, but it boiled down to a couple of e-mails and dealing with a request for a high resolution scan of a piece of ephemera.
Did some chores today, and after a luncheon of black forest ham on toast, fruit and a

I cut up a trailer's worth of firewood for logs, as the bin for cut logs in the garage was empty. I should have done that on Friday, but I was too knackered.
Cooked a lovely supper of braised lamb, jacket potato and a stilton caulisprout cheese with garlic crumb topping.
I am planning on a nice, quiet evening.