Okay, I might be home on Saturday night babysitting duties with nothing better to do than dust the peace lily and try not to open the scorched almonds which I bought for someone else without buying anything for myself, but all the same and nonetheless, I’m not going to watch Parkinson.
Sincerely hoping the entry for the 20th has nothing to do with your birthday – and that you nonetheless did not succumb to Parkinson. And hearty congratulations for being so bloody YOUNG, you lucky thing 🙂
whoops, I clicked on the tag, you’ve been 38 for a while. However, that’s still very fresh and young, by my reckoning.
Now I’ll run away with a red face.