Note: The music theme was often used these days for YouTube Surveys (which sometimes come up instead of adverts).

Sleep.

WFH.

Crisps - the last of the Guinness and Chilli packet.

Chicken. I thought I might have accidentally eaten the end bit of a chicken fibula, so I was worried for the next two days. But if I'm totally fine in three days (that is, by Saturday), it's probably gone (if I don't feel sick or whatever).

The Emperor came. We went for a walk at 11pm. There were less people there this time, but there were still some.

Note: I decided that this was the worst day of the month (rather than ‘Bone Bruise’) since I still had the bone bruise today as well as the extra worry from the chicken fibula fragment. Although both days were rated 83.