Does anybody else have days where they wake up with the best of intentions of Getting Things Done only to be overtaken by the faffery virus? Such has been my day today - looking up at the clock I was horrified to discover it was half past two and I haven't done anything of particular use so far...
... which beggars the question why, instead of Getting On With Things, I am sitting here pondering the problem....
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No, you CAN'T eat him
The ravings of a younger and hopefully-better-looking female version of Victor Meldrew.
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No, you CAN'T eat him
About Me
- Angevin
- Probably not as old as people think I am, but I'm in training to be the sort of vicious old moo who tortured me in my yoof. Other persona regularly appearing on these pages include Troll - my husband and sometime co-inhabitant of Chateau Angevin; Mini-Troll, my hyperactive, infuriating but very loveable home-educated son and The Grande-Troll, mother of Troll and bane of my existence.
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I've had one of those days too!!
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