“Music that gentler on the spirit lies- Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes”

I'm so tired, in all senses of the word. As usual I've arrived home and slumped in front of the computer. Eventually I'll nod off and crawl up to bed. So ends another exciting chapter in the life of Billy Hopkinson...

“Their's not to make reply, Their's not to reason why, Their's but to do and die” - Alfred, Lord Tennyson