horns of wilmington's cow

By anth

I wish I could relax like a cat

And yes, while I’m on the oldest, and therefore coldest, bit of the house to work today, the stove only went on because J wandered in and sat beside it with THAT look on his face. I am a mere servant. He stayed there most of the day…

Nice to get out and see Craig, an old uni friend I’ve not seen in a year (he lives in Oz now), tonight.

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