November 2nd, 2007

Carravaggio

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Hmmm, bypassing the terrible and expensive trouble we're having with probate (and just how many letters and phonecalls do some organisations need?) and bypassing the nightmare that is work (three headkickings before 9am and counting), I shall turn instead to tv. Which I got to watch last night. Yay me.

Okay, yes, coulda shoulda been doing a hundred other things but I was knackered, fed up and my ankle was all blowed up from Wednesday's route marches, and as it chilled down a bit and sprinkled very little (we still had to dump buckets of grey water on the more ailing plants, though we lost the palm) and I just wanted to curl up with a hot chocolate and daft television. You know, something to take my mind off my troubles.
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