Jesus iced Christ on a pogo stick, it’s snowing. Or trying to. We’re here, we’re going to go to Value Village and then Radjuli. Then tonight we’re off to Brannigan’s for dinner and the trip up Island has been cancelled for reasons of harrumph won’t get into that now. Katie has interesting friends.
I got into the wrong lineup at the ferry this morning and the car wrangler cheerfully said, ‘I don’t care, please get on the ferry.’
So much for reserved sailings.
MUMMY I love my mother, she found me a copy of Mother’s Day, so it’s on the site now. Oldest Homily have got.
Happy Birthday to me!
