...or maybe there is an actual conspiracy. Either way, was it really necessary for every single person who got onto my carriage of the Central Line this morning to hit me in the face with their book/umbrella/gym kit? Not only that, but as I was dozing with my head against the glass partition, every time they did so I bashed my head on it and almost had a heart attack. I was a gibbering wreck by the time I got to the office.
Why no more updates since 24th July? Don't you realise I check this everyday not only to see what you';ve been up to, but also for inspiration to tackle the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune; to ... (ok that's enough overacting). BTW, ya Mother says "Hi" too.
ReplyDeleteDon't say I never do anything for you... thank you to a manky mouse I have lots to say!
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