A peaceful evening

A quiet night in watching the alluring ghastliness of the X Factor, punctuated only by the sound of the Jack Russell pup trying to eat several of my fingers. She's very sweet but has very sharp teeth and loves to try them out on anything living. Until it is dead.
This is obviously a unique blog as absolutely nobody has posted on it. So a very quiet night in continues, but maybe blogging is overrated. Unless you want to slag off the establishment. Which of course I would never do. Politics, religion and criticism (or praise of course) of the Status Quo is generally inadvisable in my position.
Though I did see Status Quo at the Manchester Appollo in 1979. That was good.