Big Ted

This threadbare fellow is the same age as me.
We used to call him "Big Ted" - he was my favourite teddy. James has him stored on top of his wardrobe (just for safekeeping - that teddy is mine!).
He used to be a lot bigger than me, now he is much smaller, obviously.

It has been a busy but productive day at work and I left feeling like everything was boxed off and nailed down. Then I got an email that had me worrying for a while, but I have now adopted the "it's too late to care" attitude.

That was after a cuddle with Big Ted and a phone call from Mum, the result of which might mean that I am heading over to hospital tomorrow with my Nana, after the examiner has done hauling me and Wallybobs through the fires of eternal damnation.

Bugger.