Scratch that
I haven’t had such a good Saturday in as long as I can remember. Here’s to the future.
I’ve got nothing to do for the rest of the night, a fridge full of Bud and some Sopranos to watch. Why not, eh. Anyway, I need some distraction for the quite bizarre level of incompetence which led to a burnt dinner, a melted grill pan handle and several tender fingers.
Off to Ayr tomorrow to see Sis away. Jealous doesn’t go near to the full story.
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