Sunday, 18 January 2009

Time for bed, knackered as usual. Not even ten o'clock yet. I must be turning into a pensioner! Awake by seven, cats need to eat at that time, (How come I cant eat anything till about midday?) Sort the kids for school, then its my big shopping day out! Hooray. (Or not, depending on how much pain I am in).
What a sad, old bleeder I am! Night Night.

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