and so to sleep with anger

good morning (and it's a beautiful morning). clear pale blue skies. cold and crisp out. 

if horsemouth has understood the missives correctly howard is coming round to visit at 3pm. another week has rolled to the weekend. horsemouth's week has mostly been concerned with toothache (his own toothache). of course all his other 'problems' that have been waiting in the wings will now re-emerge to torment him (to the extent that he lets them). 

and so to sleep with anger.

he is at least warm (mostly). he certainly has adequate bedding and clothes. in fact he took a bin bag of clothes to the clothes recycling bins just yesterday. he tends to have work shirts (from howard) and spare outdoor wear (from sten), excess jeans and tops given at every visit (from his mum). add to this his own ill-advised purchases (from when he visited charity shops) and you have horsemouth's wardrobe. 

in general he wears a limited selection of his cothes at any one time.

horsemouth will happily pass the entire summer in shorts, socks and a t-shirt cycling round the same few items of clothing until they fall apart from frequent re-washing.  he will then file the tattered item in a drawer. 

look at him now. wool socks. shorts. a pair of chinos. the blue devilman t-shirt. the orange northface fleece. a river island patterned fleece lined cardigan. if he goes out later he will add to this list walking boots, the green hooded jacket, scarf and northface bobble hat. (see he is very bad on the names of particular types of garments, this is where watching thrift a life would help him). 

in general horsemouth is always tempted to pick up style-free gorpcore sensible outdoor wear at the charity shops. he has a thing about being warm enough. a thing about being dry. but not a thing about being stylish.