The end of yesterday

I meant to hoover the living room when I got home, as per the shampoo-makers' instructions, but had neither the inclination nor the energy to do it. I had a fry-up for dinner before watching episodes 14-18 of The Great War. In my younger day I thought the Russian Revolution was wonderful, but grew out of that way of thinking when I realised that all it had achieved was to replace one tyrant by another. Bed just after ten.