okay it's 10.45 a.m. and i've just realised that it's not sunday.
dear god.
how so?
i'm reading the excellent news of Ken Loach's win at Cannes and spies at top of the page:
Monday 29th May.
and i'm about to e-mail the beeb and berate them for their tardy editorial slip.
when it kinda dawns on me
that i've been living in the past all day.
plus ca change.
trolly x
feels like a sunday to me
so im stayin with the sunday flow
aka (lazeeeee arse )
so yesterday wasn't saturday, then?
[thinks]
that explains why the shops were shut.
explains a lot, come to think of it....
trolly x
 | chigwellchick [Member] 29/05/06 @ 12:35 |
I woke up this morning expecting the bin men to come and take my rubbish. Stupid, because I knew it was a Bank holiday because I wasn't getting the children ready for school. Does that mean that half if my mind is a day ahead, or half of my mind is stationary, or half of my mind is a day behind?
Too much thought for an English bank holiday, which just happens to be SUNNY!! (Well, it is in Norfolk anyway 
do you know, i get that brain going in different directions thing going on quite a lot these days.
i put it down to age.
and sherry.
and basically
being
a bit of a
ditso directions-wise.
but i do know where Norfolk is: north of suffolk, which is where this troll has a hole.
trolly x
| chigwellchick [Member] 29/05/06 @ 18:50 |
Strange you should mention sherry. As I read I am guzzling a Cherry Lambrini - Norfolk girls think alike then??
cherries in your sherry??
[falls off chair]
never thought of that
:-)
[much rummaging about in the cupboard....will glace cherries do?]
trolly x
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