Oh dear, up again today, but never mind.
I managed to get a bit of exercise today – finally getting round to taking the recycling down to the bin after letting it pile up for a few
weeks months. That took a few trips up and down the steep back stairs, pant, sweat, etc.
I also gave the bathroom floor and the silly scale a good clean, so it’ll probably come up with a whole new range of odd weights now.
Today’s picture is an odd sight from a while back. Some fiend has decapitated the smaller Autons in this window. Like that’s going to stop them!
But why only the smaller ones? Are they perceived as more dangerous, or is it (as I suspect) a warning to the larger ones and the Nestene Consciousness that controls them?
 Subject to the usual disclaimers about the scale’s odd sense of humour
 In case you’re wondering, I’m really typing this at about 8am, and I’m totally sober. Really.