Wednesday, 26 November 2008

Morning, campers

Far less melodramatic after escape into junk tv, sympathetic phone call and a baked potato.  Alas sufficiently self-absorbed all evening to forget to feed the cat (kept wondering why he was pawing me, though.  Worked it out about 10pm.  Don't report me to the RSPCA just yet).  
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Never cease to appreciate the adaptability of the human mind.
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Off for acupuncture in Waterloo now;  always a source of calm.

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