I feel rubbish, my cold has finally hit with a vengence and it's taken most of the day to get my stuff in a pile enough to get myself bathed and fed let alone plugging in any logical thought. Anyways - Twenty Major saves the day with an absolutely crackingly jolly post which doesn't have his trademark language but does show his humour and (whisper it) some posh words that might risk him losing his crown as a foul-mouthed ejit. Grab it here.
Sunday, 27 November 2005
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See, if I knew who Damien Rice was, it would all make sense...
I still need convincing on Twenty, I have to say.
But I love Damien Rice. He sends shivers up my spine -Damien that is - not Twenty Major.
Oh nooooo. The dreaded cold. Feel better soon Nog {{hug}}
I think the cold is actually "man flu" so I'm sitting in bed with the laptop and a cup of tea. It's a drag getting up to make the cup of tea but I'll struggle through I guess.
Whoops! Thanks for the hug Mouse :-)
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