Mr T is a good and patient man but even he has a limit for being told about. And then stroke the door.

He taught me about how grief gives you tunnel vision, knocks out everything except for raw emotion, leaves you incapable of doing anything. Rest in peace, little puss, and thank you. Health and safety gone mad. 8220;That computer is black.

Get me outta here! Step Into The Light. Poking stuff with sticks since 1982. I turned 33 years old today! This brings me back to my birthday. Lolly cushion is not as delicious as it looks. Liquorice allsorts stool, because why the hell not? How to shave a life.

At Least My Hair Looks Good. Just your average 20-something, in crisis mode. There was nothing really horrible about him. It took me a minute to figure this out, but he had hazel eyes, like me. We had coffee and crepes. The coffee there was amazing! I love coffee and steamed milk. Will I go out with him again? .

I spent last weekend up north at sis-with-the-antique-shop, as she had a spare, much-coveted ticket to the twice yearly Paul Smith Warehouse sale. My niece was with us.

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It took 2 weeks to get the go-ahead from the cancer treatment fund, so I was able to pick up the prescription yesterday and started taking it yesterday also.

On reflection, this entry has not turned out the way I was expecting. I anticipated writing something about the scary world of parenting young people. How suddenly there are many many more variables to consider, and a kadrillion more ways to get it wrong. How had I missed this? I mean, come on. Sometimes, people miss it. So what, right? Objectively and rationally I know.

You can stop the rock, it turns out. I went to see Malcolm Middleton a few years ago with my girlfriend at the time. It was at the Thekla in Bristol. At one point, my girlfriend started clapping her hands above her head. Malcolm Middleton told her to stop doing this. I think it was too much of a stadium rock thing to do. Malcolm Middleton then went on to play.