This is not about the movie Sunday bloody Sunday, this is my very own Sunday, bloody Sunday.
This is supposed to be summer? Ghastly weather outside: thick clouds down to my eyelevel, rain coming from all sides and temperatures down to a felt zero.
The choices are:
go back to bed (the dog is waiting for her walk)
read a schmonzy novel (see above)
study some more google+ and find a widget for it (see above)
There is really no choice – is there?