Friday, 6 February 2015

I can do this





but it's just  . . . I prefer not to, what with the dodgy hip and that weird shoulder ache, and then if I fell over . . . you know, who'd take the dogs out during the day . . . Shit! maybe next life.



Person in bed under blue and white duvet: "Oh, Christ, not that bloody tune again — look just come back to bed and get lucky, or at least bring me some tea!"

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