Color, colour, couleur
Standing at the bus stop last night and Alistair Darling went past, on his way to the Scotsman office. That's Edinburgh for you.
There was a bit more oomph in the office today and we ate cake, my Christmas cake.
Busy night, and now I need to choose colours because the painter needs them tomorrow.
Come back, oomph, come back.
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