Saturday, 4 November 2006

Saturday evening

Back, after having walked into a plate glass sliding door at a local mini mart.

I can't express what an utter arse I felt. What with M hovering like an over-wound fussing machine (albeit in the nicest possible way), and all the sniggers from smug, git faced shoppers. Anyhow I don't seem to have concussion, just a wee lump.

Fingers are nimble and limbered up. Now I have some serious keyboard hammering to do.

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