It's an interesting life on codeine..

I do love my tea towel collection..

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If only this milkman had taken his concept onto 'Dragon's Den', I suspect he could have a successful franchise operation by now.

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So, yes, codeine.  On the plus side, I floated up to Woolworth's ever so slowly (no hasty movements, pain-inducing), only to discover at the checkout (discounted silver solar garden lights, 6 for £6), that I'd left my wallet at home.  Luckily J Opp fancied a wander, came to meet me, got me out of hock at Woollies, and then pottered around Ally Pally (wedding show today and glorious Belgian sweetie stall, marred only by the humourless vendor's refusal to let me photograph her spectacular wares - so I snapped them on my phone, just can't figure out how to upload images, sorry), and to lunch at lovely Chiro's cafe (fine affogato today.  Bliss).

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I-pod on shuffle today, from Adalberto Alvarez to Ian Dury via Mott the Hoople, Boy George and Barry Manilow. Interesting.

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The new shed's sitting patiently in the front garden, waiting for the manufacturers to do a straight swap with one that hasn't been pre-assembled, as it won't fit through my small but perfectly formed 1890's back door.  I will have to live with a selection of garden implements under the dining room table a little while longer.  No great hardship.